3 High heaven, that hears the solemn vow, That vow renewed shall daily hear, Till in life's latest hour I bow, And bless in death a bond so dear. 675. C. M. Pratt's Coll. Before Communion. 1 Prepare us, Lord, to view thy cross, Who all our griefs hast borne; To look on thee, whom we have pierced,-- To look on thee, and mourn. 2 While thus we mourn we would rejoice; And, as thy cross we see, Let each exclaim in faith and hope, "The Saviour died for me!" 676. C. M. E. Taylor. Proper Dispositions for the Communion. 1 O here, if ever, God of love! Let strife and hatred cease; And every thought harmonious move, And every heart be peace. 2 Not here, where met to think on him, Whose latest thoughts were ours, Shall mortal passions come to dim The prayer devotion pours. 3 No, gracious Master, not in vain Thy life of love hath been; The peace thou gav'st may yet remain, Though thou no more art seen. 4 "Thy kingdom come;" we watch, we wait, To hear thy cheering call; When heaven shall ope its glorious gate. And God be all in all. 677. L. M. Watts. Institution of the Lord's Supper. 1 'Twas on that dark, that doleful night, When all the powers of darkness rose Against the Son of God's delight, And friends betrayed him to his foes: 2 Before the mournful scene began, He took the bread, and blessed, and brake: What love through all his actions ran! What wondrous words of grace he spake! 3 "This is my body broke for sin; Receive and eat the living food:" Then took the cup and blessed the wine,-- "'Tis the new covenant in my blood." 4 "Do this," he said, "till time shall end, In memory of your dying Friend; Meet at my table, and record The love of your departed Lord." 5 Jesus! thy feast we celebrate; We show thy death, we sing thy name, Till thou return, and we shall eat The marriage supper of the Lamb. 678. L. M. Dublin Coll. "This do in remembrance of me." 1 "Eat, drink, in memory of your Friend!" Such was our Master'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 Our hearts can offer thee 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. 679. 7s. M. Bowring. A Communion Hymn. 1 Not with terror do we meet At the board by Jesus spread; Not in mystery drink and eat Of the Saviour's wine and bread.