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HYMN 54. L.M.
Preparation.
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ETERNAL King, enthron'd above,
Look down in faithfulness and love;
Prepare our hearts to seek thy face,
And grant us thy reviving grace.
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Long have we heard the joyful call,
But yet our faith and love are small;
Our hearts are torn with worldly cares,
And all our paths are fill'd with snares.
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Unworthy to approach thy throne,
Our trust is fix'd on Christ alone;
In him thy cov'nant stands secure,
And will from age to age endure.
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O! let us hear thy pard'ning voice,
And bid our mourning hearts rejoice;
Revive our souls, our faith renew,
Prepare for duties now in view.
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Make all our spices flow abroad,
A grateful incense to our God;
Let hope, and love, and joy appear,
And ev'ry grace be active here.
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HYMN 55. > L.M.
Preparationt.
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THE broken bread, the blessed cup,
On which we now are call'd to sup,
Without thy help and grace divine,
Will prove no more than bread and wine.
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But come, great Master of the feast,
Dispense thy grace to ev'ry guest;
Direct our views to Calvary,
And help us to remember thee.
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Let us with light and truth be blest,
That on thy bosom we may rest;
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HYMN 55. > L.M.
Preparationt. (cont.)
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And at thy supper each may learn
Thy broken body to discern.
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O that our souls may now be fed
With Christ himself the living bread;
That we the cov'nant may renew,
And to our vows be render'd true!
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HYMN 56. C.M.
Invitation.
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YE wretched, hungry, starving poor,
Behold a royal feast!
Where mercy spreads her bounteous store,
For ev'ry humble guest.
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See Jesus stands with open arms;
He calls, he bids you come;
Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms;
But see, there yet is room —
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Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart:
There love and pity meet;
Nor will he bid the soul depart,
That trembles at his feet.
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In him the Father reconcil'd
Invites your souls to come;
The rebel shall be call'd a child,
And kindly welcom'd home.
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O! come, and with his children taste
The blessings of his love;
While hope attends the sweet repast
Of nobler joys above.
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There, with united heart and voice
Before th' eternal throne,
Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice,
In ecstasies unknown.
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And yet ten thousand thousand more
Are welcome still to come;
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