Which angel-choirs, and saints in light, And saints embodied give. 5 Three Persons equally divine We magnify and love: And both the choirs ere long shall join, 6 Hail! holy, holy, holy Lord, Suffolk.] HYMN 215. C. M. A THOUSAND oracles divine 2 To praise a Trinity ador'd And one thrice holy God and Lord 3 Triumphant host! they never cease 4 Whose glory to this earth extends, And the whole Trinity descends 5 By faith the upper choir we meet, Our Maker and our King. 6 But God made flesh, is wholly ours, And asks our noblest strain; The Father of celestial powers, 7 Ye seraphs, nearest to the throne, On us, poor ransom'd worms, look down, 8 The King, whose glorious face ye see, He died for all mankind! Plymouth Dock.] HYMN 216. 6 lines 8's. 1 COME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Whom one all-perfect God we own, Restorer of thy image lost, Thy various offices make known: Display, our fallen souls to raise, Thy whole economy of grace. 2 Jehovah in three Persons, come, And draw, and sprinkle us, and seal, Sure, as the saints around thy throne, That Father, Word, and Spirit are One. 4 O that we now, in love renew'd! Might blameless in thy sight appear; Stamp'd with the Triune character; 1 2 1 Shirland.] HYMN 217. S. M. ALL-CREATING God! At whose supreme decree Our body rose, a breathing clod, Triumph.] HYMN 218. L. M. M Y soul, through my Redeemer's care, 2 Wherefore to him my feet shall run; SACRAMENTAL. THE LORD'S supper. Pastoral Hymn.] HYMN 219. 6 lines 8's. 'IN that sad us was for us betray'd, that sad memorable night, He left his death-recording rite, He took, and bless'd, and brake the bread; And gave his own their last bequest, And thus his love's intent exprest. 2 "Take, eat, this is my body given, To crown the sacramental feast, 4 "This is my blood, which seals the new Matthias.] HYMN 220. S. M. ET all who truly bear LE The bleeding Saviour's name, Their faithful hearts with us prepare, Our passover was slain, At Salem's hallow'd place, Yet we who in our tents remain, Shall gain his largest grace. Our ev'ry want supplies, And still we by his death are blest, By faith his flesh we eat, 3 Who thus our faith employ 4 1 E'en now we mournfully enjoy And seen him heave, and heard him groan, And felt his gushing blood. O God! 'tis finish'd now! By faith his head we see him bow, And shall with him arise, The cross on which he bows his head China.] HYMN 221. C. M. JE ESUS, at whose supreme command, Before us in thy vesture stand, 2 Now, Saviour, now thyself reveal, And feel the quick'ning Spirit move, 3 The cup of blessing, bless'd by thee, |