3 What strange, surprising grace is this, 4 Ye saints below, and hosts above! 482 f 1 COM HYMN 482, C. M. The triumphal Feast. YOME, let us lift our voices high,- And join the songs above the sky, mf 2 Jesus, our God, invites us here, f And brings immortal blessings down, 3 Victorious God! what can we pay We would devote our hearts away, 4 We give thee, Lord! our highest praise— 483 m mp But themes, so infinite as these, HYMN 483, C. M. The Gospel Feast. 1 HOW sweet and awful is the place, With Christ within the doors, While everlasting love displays 2 While all our hearts, and all our songs, Each of us cry, with thankful tongues,― 3" Why was I made to hear thy voice, When thousands make a wretched choice, Ρ mp mf 4 'T was the same love that spread the feast, That sweetly forced us in; 5 Pity the nations, O our God! Constrain the earth to come; 6 We long to see thy churches full, f 484 aff 1 May, with one voice, and heart, and soul, JF HYMN 484, C. M. Remembering Christ. human kindness meets return, If tender thoughts within us burn, 2 Oh! shall not warmer accents tell To him, who died, our fears to quell— 3 While yet his anguished soul surveyed aff 4 Remember thee-thy death, thy shame, 485 m 1 FAR HYMN 485, L. M. The presence of Christ desired. AR from my thoughts, vain world! be gone, Fain would mine eyes my Saviour see I wait a visit, Lord! from thee. mf 2 My heart grows warm with holy fire, dol 3 Blest Saviour! what delicious fare- 486 m 1 HYMN 486, C. M. ACCORDING to thy gracious word, This will I do, my dying Lord!— 2 Thy body, broken for my sake, 3 Gethsemane can I forget? 4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes, O Lamb of God, my sacrifice! I must remember thee : aff 5 Remember thee, and all thy pains, And all thy love to me!— Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains, 6 And, when these failing lips grow dumb, When, in thy kingdom, thou shalt come, 487 m 1 mf f SABBATH. HYMN 487, 7s. The Sabbath in the Sanctuary. SAFELY, through another week, Waiting in his courts to-day ;- 2 While we seek supplies of grace, Take away our sin and shame; 3 Here we come thy name to praise; 4 May the gospel's joyful sound 488 m 1 Conquer sinners-comfort saints; WE HYMN 488, S. M. The Lord's Day and public Worship. 2 The King himself comes near, 3 One day, amidst the place Is sweeter than ten thousand days 4 My willing soul would stay, 489 m 1 WEL HYMN 489, H. M. Sabbath Morning. ELCOME! delightful morn, I hail thy kind return ; Lord! make these moments blest; mf 2 Now may the King descend, IVIVE And fill his throne of grace; While saints address thy face: 3 Descend, celestial Dove! With all thy quickening powers; And bless the sacred hours; Then shall my soul new life obtain, mf Nor Sabbaths be bestowed in vain. 490 m 1 mf mp HYMN 490, C. M. Dawn of the Sabbath. AGAIN, the Lord of life and light Awakes the kindling ray, Dispels the darkness of the night, 2 Oh! what a night was that, which wrapt Oh! what a sun, which broke this day, 8 This day be grateful homage paid, Let gladness dwell in every heart, |