XLIII. "It is I; be not afraid." WHEN the dark waves round us roll, Speak, LORD, to the trembling soul,- When we dimly trace Thy form When our brightest hopes depart, When we weep beside the bier When with wearing hopeless pain When we feel the end is near, XLIV. "Touched with the feeling of our infirmities." W. W. W. WHEN, wounded sore, the stricken heart When sorrow swells the laden breast, And tears of anguish flow, One only heart-a broken heart Can feel the sinner's woe. When penitence has wept in vain One only stream-a stream of blood- 'Tis JESUS' Blood that washeth white; His heart that's touched with all our joy, Lift up Thy bleeding hand, O LORD; We have no shelter from our sin, C. F. Alexander. For holy Communion. I. 105. "In every place incense shall be offered unto My Name, and a pure offering." AND now, O FATHER, mindful of the love That bought us, once for all, on Calvary's Tree, And having with us Him that pleads above, We here present, we here spread forth to Thee That only Offering perfect in Thine eyes, The one true, pure, immortal Sacrifice. Look, FATHER, look on His anointed Face, And only look on us as found in Him; Look not on our misusings of Thy grace, Our prayer so languid, and our faith so dim: For lo between our sins and their reward We set the Passion of Thy SON our LORD. And then for those, our dearest and our best, By this prevailing Presence we appeal; O fold them closer to Thy mercy's breast, O do Thine utmost for their souls' true weal; From tainting mischief keep them white and clear, And crown Thy gifts with strength to persevere. And so we come; O draw us to Thy feet, Most patient SAVIOUR, who canst love us still ; In Thine own service make us glad and free, II. "I will love him, and will manifest Myself to him.” HERE, O my LORD, I see Thee face to face; Here would I feed upon the bread of GOD; I have no help but Thine; nor do I need "The centurion answered and said, Lord, I am not worthy that Thou shouldest come under my roof; but speak the word only, and my servant shall be healed." I AM not worthy, Holy LORD, That Thou shouldst come to me; Speak but the word; one gracious word I am not worthy; cold and bare The lodging of my soul; How canst Thou deign to enter there? I am not worthy; yet, my GOD, Thee, who didst give Thy Flesh and Blood O come in this sweet morning hour And fill with all Thy love and power IV. "To know the love of Christ, which passeth knowledge." JESU, to Thy Table led, Now let every heart be fed While in penitence we kneel, While on Thy dear Cross we gaze, When we taste the mystic wine, Draw us to Thy wounded Side, From the bonds of sin release, Lead us by Thy pierced Hand, R. H. Baynes. V. "If a man love Me, he will keep My words; and My Father will love him, and We will come unto him, and make Our abode with him.” WHEN first, O CHRIST, I felt Thy gracious call, It fell upon my heart as rain-drops fall On pining flowers by summer drought oppressed. ; Methought not Love itself could more bestow; Of Life and Love the never-failing well; And vanished is the dread of Death and Hell. Amen. L. Tuttiett. VI. "The Lord shall give thee rest." WITH Weary feet and sadden'd heart, The courts of Heaven were lost to view, The world had come between; Our sins, in Thy pure light descried, But here in Love's absolving tide Their guilt is wash'd away. With strife of tongues distraught and worn Our troublous way we trod; But cast ourselves, this holy morn, Into the peace of GOD. And oh what depth of joy, as thus Amen. W. W. W. |