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Draw nigh and take the body of the Lord

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #421 (1893) Lyrics: 1 Draw nigh and take the body of your Lord, And drink the holy blood for you out-poured. Offered was He for greatest and for least, Himself the Victim and Himself the priest. 2 He that in this world rules His saints, and shields, To all believers life eternal yields; With heavenly bread makes that hungry whole, Gives living waters to the thirsting soul. 3 Approach ye then with faithful hearts sincere, And take the pledges of salvation here. O Judge of all, our only Saviour Thou, In this Thy feast of love be with us now. Topics: Catechism Lord's Supper Languages: English

O living Bread from heaven

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #422 (1893) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1 O LIVING Bread from heaven, How hast Thou fed Thy guest! The gifts Thou now hast given Have filled my heart with rest. O wondrous Food of blessing! O Cup that heals our woes! My heart, this gift possessing, In thankful song o'erflows. 2 My Lord, Thou here hast led me Within Thy holiest place, And there Thyself hast fed me With treasures of Thy grace: For Thou hast freely given What earth could never buy, The Bread of life from heaven, That now I shall not die! 3 Thou givest all I wanted The Food can death destroy; And Thou hast freely granted The Cup of endless joy, Ah, Lord I do not merit The favor Thou hast shown, And all my soul and spirit Bow down before Thy Throne! 4 Lord, grant me that, thus strengthened With heavenly food, while here My course on earth is lengthened, I serve with holy fear: And when Thou call'st my spirit To leave this world below, I enter, through Thy merit, Where joys unmingled flow. Topics: Catechism Lord's Supper Languages: English

My God, and is Thy table spread?

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #423 (1893) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 MY GOD, and is Thy table spread? And does Thy cup with love o'erflow? Thither be all Thy children led, And let them all its sweetness know. 2 Hail, sacred feast, which Jesus makes, Rich banquet of His flesh and blood! Thrice happy he who here partakes That sacred stream, that heavenly food! 3 Why are its blessings all in vain Before unwilling hearts displayed? Was not for us the Victim slain? Are we forbid the children's bread? 4 O let Thy table honored be, And furnished well with joyful guests; And may each soul salvation see, That here its sacred pledges tastes. Topics: Catechism Lord's Supper Languages: English

An awful mystery is here

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #424 (1893) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 AN awful mystery is here To challenge faith and waken fear; The Saviour comes as food divine Concealed in earthly bread and wine. 2 This world is loveless--but above, What wondrous boundlessness of love! The King of glory stoops to me, My spirit’s life and strength to be. 3 In consecrated wine and bread No eye perceives the mystery dread, But Jesus’ words are strong and clear: "My body and my blood are here." 4 How dull are all the powers of sense, Employed on proofs of love immense! The richest food remains unseen, And highest gifts appear how mean! 5 But here we have no boon on earth, And faith alone discerns its worth; The Word, not sense, must be our guide, And faith assure, since sight’s denied. 6 Lord show us still that Thou art good, And grant us evermore this food. Give faith to ev'ry wav'ring soul And make each wounded spirit whole. Topics: Catechism Lord's Supper Languages: English

Thy table I approach

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #425 (1893) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 THY table I approach, Dear Saviour, hear my prayer, O let no unrepented sin Prove hurtful to me there. 2 Lo, I confess my sins, And mourn their wretched bands A contrite heart is ever wont To find grace at Thy hands. 3 Thy body and Thy blood, Once slain and shed for me, Are taken at Thy table here-- A wondrous mystery! 4 Here I with mouth and soul, Incomprehensibly, Shall eat the precious flesh of Christ In blest reality. 5 Search not how this takes place, Nor whether it can be; God can accomplish vastly more Than seemeth plain to Thee. 6 Vouchsafe, O blessed Lord, That earth and hell combined, May ne'er about this Sacrament A doubt raise in my mind. 7 And may I never fail To thank Thee day and night For Thy true body and true blood, O God, my Peace and Light! Topics: Catechism Lord's Supper Languages: English

Invited, Lord, by boundless grace

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #426 (1893) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 INVITED, Lord, by boundless grace, I stand a guest before Thy face; As Host Thou spreadst no common food; Here is Thy body and Thy blood! 2 How holy is this Sacrament, Where pardon, peace, and life are spent! This bread and cup my lips have pressed, Thou blessedst, and my soul is blessed. 3 Now lettest Thou Thy guest depart With full assurance in his heart; For such communion, Lord, with Thee A new life may my offering be. 4 When Thou shalt in Thy glory come To gather all Thy people home, Then let me, as Thy heavenly guest, In anthems praise Thee with the blest! Topics: Catechism Lord's Supper Languages: English

On Christ the solid rock I stand

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #427 (1893) First Line: My hope is built on nothing less Lyrics: 1 MY hope is built on nothing less Than Jesus' blood and righteousness: I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on Jesus' name. On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand, All other ground is sinking sand. 2 When darkness veils His lovely face I rest on His unchanging grace; In every high and stormy gale, My anchor holds within the veil. On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand, All other ground is sinking sand. 3 His oath, His covenant, and blood, Support me in the sinking flood; When ever earthly prop gives way, He then is all my hope and stay. On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand, All other ground is sinking sand. 4 When I shall launch to worlds unseen, O may I then be found in Him, Dressed in His righteousness alone, Faultless to stand before the throne. On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand, All other ground is sinking sand. Topics: Faith and Justification Languages: English

I do not come because my soul

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #428 (1893) Lyrics: 1 I DO not come because my soul Is free from sin, and pure and whole, And worthy of Thy grace; I do not speak to Thee because I’ve ever justly kept Thy laws, And dare to meet Thy face. 2 I know that sin and guilt combine To reign o’er every thought of mine, And turn from good to ill; I know that when I try be Upright, and just, and true to Thee, I am a sinner still! 3 I know that often when I strive To keep a spark of love alive For Thee, the powers within Leap up in unsubmissive might, And oft benumb my sense of right, And pull me back to sin. 4 I know that, though in deeds of good I spend my life, I never could Atone for all I’ve done: But though my sins are black as night, I dare to come before Thy sight, Because I trust Thy Son. 5 In Him alone my trust I place-- Come boldly to Thy throne of grace, And there commune with Thee: Salvation sure, O Lord, is mine, And, all-unworthy, I am Thine, For Jesus died for me! Topics: Faith and Justification Languages: English

Jesus, Thou art mine forever

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #429 (1893) Meter: 8.7 Lyrics: 1 JESUS, Thou art mine forever, Dearer far than earth to me; Neither life nor death shall sever Those sweet ties which bind to Thee. 2 All were drear to me and lonely, If Thy presence gladdened not; While I sing to Thee--Thee only, Mine's an ever blissful lot. 3 Thou alone art all my Treasure, Who hast died that I may live, Thou conferrest noblest pleasure, Who dost all my sins forgive. 4 Brightest gems and fairest flowers, Lose their beauty in Thy frown; Joy and peace, like balmy showers, In Thy smile come gently down. 5 Jesus, thou art mine forever, Suffer not myself to stray; Let me in my weakness never Cast my priceless pearl away. 6 Lamb of God! I do implore Thee, Guard, support me, lest I fall: Let me evermore adore Thee, Be my everlasting All. Topics: The Redeemer Languages: English

Thy way, not mine, O Lord

Hymnal: ELHL1892 #430 (1893) Lyrics: 1 THY way, not mine, O Lord, However dark it be! Lead me by Thine own hand; Choose out my path for me. I dare not choose my lot: I would not, if I might; Choose Thou for me, my God, So shall I walk aright. 2 The kingdom that I seek Is Thine; so let the way That leads to it be Thine, Else I must surely stray. Take Thou my cup and it With joy or sorrow fill, As best to Thee may seem; Choose Thou my good and ill. 3 Choose Thou for me my friends, My sickness or my health; Choose Thou my cares for me, My poverty or wealth. Not mine, not mine the choice, In things or great or small; Be Thou my Guide, my Strength, My Wisdom and my All. Topics: Christian Life Trust in God Languages: English