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EUCHARIST. L. M.
1. O, happy day that fixed my choice On Thee, my Saviour, and my God!
Well may this glowing heart rejoice, And tell its raptures all
922. L. M.
2. O, happy bond that seals my vows To Him who merits all my love! Let cheerful anthems fill the house, While to His altar now I move. 3. T is done the great transaction 's done; I am my Lord's, and He is mine; He drew me, and I followed on,
Charmed to confess the voice divine.
4. Now rest, my long-divided heart!
Fixed on this blissful centre, rest;
Here heavenly pleasures fill my breast.
5. High Heaven, that hears the solemn vow, That vow renewed, shall daily hear; Till, in life's latest hour, I bow,
And bless in death a bond so dear.
923. L. M.
1. JESUS, the sinner's Friend, to Thee,
T is Thou alone canst make me whole;
From the Dulcimer.
3. At length I own it can not be,
That I should fit myself for Thee,
4. What shall I say Thy grace to move? Lord, I am sin, but Thou art love; give up every plea beside,Lord, I am lost, but Thou hast died.
a - broad.
924. L. M.
1. THIS child we dedicate to Thee,
2. O may Thy Spirit gently draw
Its willing soul to keep Thy law;
Once shared the blest baptismal rite,
WEST BOSTON COLL.
925. H. M.
1. DEAR Saviour, if these lambs should stray From Thy secure inclosure's bound, And, lured by worldly joys away,
Among the thoughtless crowd be found; 2. Remember still that they are Thine,
That Thy dear sacred name they bear; Think that the seal of love divine,
The sign of covenant grace they wear. 3. In all their erring, sinful years,
O let them ne'er forgotten be;
Which made them consecrate to Thee. 4. And when these lips no more can pray,
These eyes can weep for them no more, Turn Thou their feet from folly's way;
The wand'rers to Thy fold restore.
935. L. M.
1. O, Bow Thine ear, Eternal One!
To Thee the followers of Thy Son Have raised, and now
2. Here let Thy holy days be kept;
And be this place to worship given, Like that bright spot where Jacob slept, The house of God, the gate of heaven.
3. Here may Thine honor dwell; and here, As incense, let Thy children's prayer, From contrite hearts and lips sincere, Rise on the still and holy air.
4. Here be Thy praise devoutly sung;
Here let Thy truth beam forth to save, As when, of old. Thy Spirit hung,
On wings of light, o'er Jordan's wave.
5. And when the lips, that with Thy name
936. L. M.
1. WHERE ancient forests widely spread, Where bends the cataract's ocean-fall; On the lone mountain's silent head, There are Thy temples, God of alli
2. All space is holy, for all space
Is filled by Thee; but human thought Burns clearer in some chosen place, Where Thine own words of love are
our heart a dor - ing calls;
de-vote these walls.