HYMN XXXII. L. M.

"Which things the angels, desire to look into."

1 PET. I. 12.

1 O God, to whom the angels raise
Their gladdened notes of lofty praise,
As through their ranks devotion flies,
And forms their heaven above the skies:

2 We mortals would like them rejoice
With cheerful and united voice ;
And strive, with rapture, to prolong
The grateful and the pious song.

3 For on our frail and sinful race

Hast thou bestowed distinguished grace,-
Grace, whose extensive, wonderous plan
Angels in vain attempt to scan.

4 Here, in the banquet's bread and wine,
We share the pledge of love divine,
And think of him who died that we,
Redeemed from death, might live with thee.

HYMN XXXIII. L. M.

"The Spirit and the Bride say, Come."

10 HEARKEN to the, Spirit's call,

REV. XXII. 17.

The Bride repeats it, and says, Come! It kindly now invites you all,

And welcomes every wanderer home.

2 Shall love unlock its richest store, And with such gifts a table crown, And will you linger at the door,

When ask'd, when bidden to sit down?

3 The liberal Master of the feast

Himself the gracious call repeats; He loves to see the flock increas'd, And each new comer kindly greets.

4 The Church, the bride, with open arms,
Woos and beseeches in her turn;
With hope allures, with fear alarms,
And bids you your best good discern.

5 O heed the warning and the call,
And follow the inviting voice;
Saints gladly will receive you all,
And angels o'er you will rejoice.

HYMN XXXIV. C. M.

The Gospel Feast.

1 THE King of heaven his table spreads,
And dainties crown the board.
Not all the boasted joys of earth
Could such delight afford.

2 Pardon and peace to dying men
Are here most freely given;
And strengthening aid for all who seek,
To raise the soul to heaven.

3 Thousands of souls, in glory now,
Were fed and feasted here;

And thousands more, still on the way,
Around the board

appear.

4 Yet is his house and heart so large,
That thousands more may come;
Nor could the wide assembling world
O'erfill the spacious room.

5 All things are ready: enter in,
Nor weak excuses frame.

Come, take your places at the feast,
And bless the Founder's name.

HYMN XXXV. L. M.

Remembrance of Christ.

1 "THIS do in memory of your friend :"
Such was the Saviour's last request,
Who all the pangs of death endured
That we might live forever blest.

2 Yes, we'll record thy matchless love,

Thou dearest, tenderest, best of friends! Thy dying love the noblest praise Of long eternity transcends.

3 'Tis pleasure more than earth can give, Thy goodness through these veils to see; Thy table food celestial yields,

And happy they who sit with thee.

4 But oh, what vast transporting joys

Shall fill our breasts, our tongues inspire, When, joined with the celestial train,

Our grateful souls thy love admire!

5 When these vile bodies, all refined,
Perfect, and glorious as thy own,
Unwearied, shall our minds obey,
And join in worship near thy throne !

HYMN XXXVI. S. M.

1 THIS supper to partake
Was Jesus' last request,
And here may each attendant be
A welcome, thankful guest.

2 Here we show forth his love,

Which spoke in every breath,
Prompted each action of his life,
And triumphed in his death.