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stice join'd and wrought The wonders of that day: No mortal tongue, nor mortal thought Can equal thanks repay. 7 Our hymns should sound like those above, Could we our voices raise; Yet, Lord, our hearts shall all be love, And all our lives be praise. Hymn 3:17. Incomparable food; or, The flesh and blood of Christ. 1[We sing th' amazing deeds That grace divine performs; Th' eternal God comes down and bleeds To nourish dying worms. 2 This soul reviving wine, Dear Saviour, 'tis thy blood; We thank that sacred flesh of thine For this immortal food.] 3 The banquet that we eat Is made of heavenly things, Earth hath no dainties half so sweet As our Redeemer brings. 4 In vain had Adam sought And search'd his garden round, For there was no such blessed fruit In all the happy ground. 5 Th' angelic host above Can never taste this food, They feast upon their Maker's love, But not a Saviour's blood. 6 On us th' Almighty Lord Bestows this matchless grace, And meets us with some cheering word, With pleasure in his face. 7 Come, all ye drooping saints, And banquet with the King, This wine will drown your sad complaints, And tune your voice to sing. 8 Salvation to the Name Of our adored Christ: Thro' the wide earth his grace proclaim His glory in the high'st. Hymn 3:18. The same. 1 Jesus, we bow before thy feet, Thy table is divinely stor'd: Thy sacred flesh our souls have eat, 'Tis living bread; we thank thee, Lord! 2 And here we drink our Saviour's blood, We thank thee, Lord, 'tis generous wine; Mingled with love the fountain flow'd From that dear bleeding heart of thine. 3 On earth is no such sweetness found, For the Lamb's flesh is heavenly food; In vain we search the globe around For bread so fine, or wine so good. 4 Carnal provisions can at best But cheer the heart, or warm the head, But the rich cordial that we taste Gives life eternal to the dead. 5 Joy to the Master of the feast, His name our souls for ever bless: To God the King, and God the Priest, A loud Hosanna round the place. Hymn 3:19. Glory in the cross; or, Not ashamed of Christ crucified. 1 At thy command, our dearest Lord, Here we attend thy dying feast; Thy blood like wine adorns thy board, And thine own flesh feeds every guest. 2 Our faith adores thy bleeding love, And trusts for life in one that dy'd; We hope for heavenly crowns above From a Redeemer crucify'd. 3 Let the vain worl
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