GRACES, 
 
 Before Meat. 
 
 I. To — Father, our Hearts ive lift. 
 
 FAther of Earth and Heaven, 
 Thy hungry Children feed, 
 Thy Grace be to our Spirits given, 
 That true Immortal Bread : 
 Grant us, and all our Race 
 In Jesus Christ to prove 
 The Sweetnefs of thy Pard'ning Grace, 
 The Manna of thy Love. 
 
 II. To — With Pi.'y, Lord, a Sinner fee. 
 
 i TESUS, to whom alone we live, 
 J Let us from Thyfelf receive 
 
 Our Confecrated Food, 
 In Nature's A&s thy Will purfue, 
 And do with Faith whate'er we do, 
 To glorify our God. 
 
 2 O let us of the Gift partake 
 Only for the Giver's Sake, 
 
 And not Ourfelves to pleafe, 
 In all our Converfation here 
 Be Thou our Joy, our Hope, our Fear, 
 
 Our Total Happinefs 
 
 5 Our nieaneft Deeds exalt, improve, 
 On the Altar of thy Love 
 
 Accept them, Lord, as Thine ; 
 Confume us in that Sacred Fire, 
 And let our hallovv'd Lives expire 
 A Sacrifice Divine. 
 
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 III. To — ytfits* dear departed Lord. 
 ORD of All, thv Creatures fee 
 
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 That we may with Thanks receive 
 Give, herewith thy Blefling give ; 
 Fill our Mouths with Food and Praife : 
 Tafte we in the Gift the Grace, 
 Take it as thro' Jesus given, 
 Eat on Earth the Bread of Heaven. 
 
 IV. To— Sinners, obey the Gofpel-Word. 
 i TT>Ather, accept our Sacrifice 
 
 X/ Thro' Christ well pleafing in thine Eyes, 
 Thy Glory here we make our Aim, 
 And eat and drink in Jesu's Name ; 
 
 2 Our Food we now with Fear receive, 
 Nor live to eat, but eat to live, 
 To live, 'till all our Work is done, 
 And ferve thy blefled Will alone. 
 
 V. To— Hearts of Stone, relent, relent. 
 i TESUS, we thy Promife plead, 
 
 J Grant the Things for which we pray, 
 Give us, Lord, our daily Bread 
 
 This and every happy Day, 
 Now our Bodies Strength renew, 
 Feed our needy Spirits too. 
 
 2 Comfort every longing Heart 
 
 Longing thee alone to know, 
 Nounlhment Divine impart, 
 
 Immaterial Bread bellow, 
 Bread by which our Souls may live, 
 Give, TJiyfelffor ever give ! 
 
 VL To— 'TisfniJh'J, 'tis done! 
 
 J g^\ Father of All 
 
 \J Who filleft with Good 
 The Ravens that call 
 
 On Thee for their Food ; 
 Them ready to perifh 
 
 Thou lov'fl to fuftain, 
 And wilt Thou not cherilh 
 
 The Children of of Men ? 
 
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 2 On Thee we depend 
 
 Our Wants to fupply, 
 Whofe Goodnefs (hall fend 
 
 Us Bread from the Sky: 
 On Earth Thou malt give us 
 
 A Tafte of thy Love, 
 And fhortly receive us 
 
 To banquet above. 
 
 VI L To— O Love Diwne. 
 i S~\ Thou, whofe Bowels yearn'd to fee 
 X^y The hungry Crowd that follow'd Thee 
 
 And Nothing had to eat, 
 Pity again the famifh'd Throng, 
 Who have with Thee continued long, 
 And faint for want of Meat. 
 
 2 Jesus, our outward Wants relieve, 
 But O ! the Food immortal give 
 
 Our empty Souls to fill ; 
 Suftain us by thy Pard'ning Grace, 
 And bring us thro' this Wildernefs 
 
 To thy celeftial Hill. 
 
 VIII. To— Spirit of Truth defcend. 
 
 1 r IFE of the World, comedown, 
 JL/ And ftir within our Breait, 
 And by thy Prefence crown 
 
 The fober Cbrijlian Feail ; 
 Jesus, of Life the Bread and Well, 
 
 Come at thy Creatures Call, 
 And give our inmoft Souls to feel 
 
 That Thou art All in All. 
 
 2 The tender Life of God 
 
 By Thee in us begun, 
 Suftain with Heavenly Food, 
 And ever keep Thine own ; 
 Our Faith and Hope and Joy increafe, 
 
 Till ftrong in perfect Love 
 
 We all with holy Violence feize 
 
 The Crown of Life above. 
 
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 For Mourners. 
 IX. To — Happy Magdalene, to whom. 
 
 WAiting for the Comforter, 
 Hungring for immortal Food, 
 Can I tafte a Bleifing here 
 
 In the Abfence of my God ? 
 No: 'Till Christ again return, 
 
 Christ, whofe Word the Sinner chean 
 Still I obftinately mourn, 
 Eat my bitter Bread with Tears. 
 
 Love was once my pleafant Meat, 
 
 Meat that feafon'd all the reft, 
 Jesus to my Tafte was fweet, 
 
 Jesus was my conftant Feall : 
 But the Comforter is fled, 
 
 But the Pard'ning God is gone, 
 He who turn'd my Stone to Bread, 
 
 He hath turn'd my Bread to Stone; 
 
 Taftlefs all the World to me 
 
 Till his Favour I regain, 
 Happinefs is Mifery, 
 
 Joy is Grief, and Pleafure Pain : 
 But my Lord for whom I grieve 
 
 Shall at laft my Want fupply, 
 Eid me tafte his Love and live, 
 
 Bid me fee his Face, and die. 
 
 X. To — Jefu, dear departed Lord. 
 
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 Ever at the Point to die ; 
 Languifhing for Want of God 
 Can I taite my Outward Food ? 
 
 2 Yet for thy Commandment fake, 
 Lord, my outward Food I take, 
 Strength for farther Sufferings gain ; 
 Lengthen out a Life of Pain. 
 
 3 Lo ! my neceffary Meat 
 Still with bitter Herbs I eat, 
 Till I out of Egypt pafs, 
 Till I know thy pard'ning Grace. 
 
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 4 Spare, my Friends, your vain Expence, 
 Take your taftelefs Dainties hence, 
 Give your idle Reafonings o'er, 
 Grieve me with your Love no more. 
 
 5 Well I know the Promife Aire 
 
 " All Things to the Pure are pure ;" 
 But to me of Lips unclean 
 Good is 111, and Pleafure Sin. 
 
 6 Leave me then without Relief, 
 Obftinately fixt in Grief, 
 Steadfaftly refolv'd to know 
 No Enjoyment here below. 
 
 7 Pleafure will I never tafle 
 •Till the Pain of Sin is paft, 
 Never take Delight in Food 
 Till L feed upon my God. 
 
 XL To — Ab ! lovely Appearance of Death. 
 
 i /^\H how can a Criminal feaft 
 
 \J In Chains, and appointed to die ? 
 Oh how can a Sinner be bleft 
 
 With only an Outward Supply ? 
 'Till him at the Table I meet 
 
 Who chafes my Sorrows and Fears, 
 The Bread of Affliclion I e3t, 
 
 And mingle my Drink with my Tears. 
 
 a For Mercy I languifti and faint, 
 My only Refrelhment and Food, 
 Thy Mercy, O Jesus, I want, 
 
 1 hunger and thrift after God : 
 No Blefling or Good I defire 
 
 On Eanh, or in Heaven above, 
 But grant me the Grace I require, 
 But give me a Tafte of thy Love ! 
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At or After Meat. 
 
 XII. To- — Jefus. Jkeix us thy Saluaticn. 
 
 1 TE5US, Life-infpiring Saviour, 
 J Life's continual Nourifher, 
 How have we abus'd thy Favour, 
 
 Rafhly feeding without Fear, 
 Fondly our own Souls infnaring 
 
 By the Gifts thy Grace betfow'd, 
 Nothing for the Giver caring, 
 
 Pois'ning all our pleafant Food. 
 
 2 But thy Love hath taught us better, 
 
 Ranfom'd now from Senfual Thrall, 
 Thee we find in every Creature, 
 
 Thee we fweetly tafte in all ; 
 Pure Delight from Thee receiving 
 
 We thefe outward Bleflings fhare, 
 Still accepted with Thankfgiving, 
 
 Hallow'd by the Word and Prayer. 
 
 XIII. To— Angels freak, kt Man, &c. 
 
 GLORY, Love, and Praife, and Honour 
 For our Food 
 Now beftow'd 
 Render we the Donor. 
 
 Bounteous God, we nowconfefs Thee, 
 
 God, who thus 
 
 Blefleft us, 
 Meet it is to blefs Thee. 
 
 Knows the Ox his Matter's Stable, 
 
 And {hall we 
 
 Not know Thee, 
 Nourift'd at thy Table ? 
 
 Yes, of all good Gifts the Giver 
 Thee we own , 
 Thee alone 
 Jagnify for ever . 
 
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 XIV. To — Avoay with our Fears ! 
 GOD of all Grace, 
 Thy Bounty we praife, 
 And joyfully fing, 
 
 Poor Beggars admitted to feaft with a King. 
 
 The Honour we claim 
 
 In Jesus's Name, 
 
 Ev'n now we receive, 
 And happy in Jesus's Prefence we live. 
 
 2 How royal the Chear 
 When Jesus is here ! 
 The fcantieft Meal 
 
 Is Feailing indeed when his Favour we fetl. 
 
 In his pardoning Peace 
 
 We all Things poffefs, 
 
 And richly enjoy 
 A Fulnefs of Pleafures that never can cloy. 
 
 3 Thee, Saviour to know 
 Is Heaven below, 
 Thy WitnciTes we 
 
 r l hat Heaven ib found in the Knowledge of Thee 
 Thee, Jesus, we tafte; 
 But oh let it laft, 
 This Senle of thy Love, 
 'Till with all the Afl'embly we banquet above. 
 
 XV. To — Rejoice the Lord is King. 
 [RAISE Him who by his Word 
 
 Supplies our every Need, 
 And gives us Christ the Lord 
 Our fainting Souls to feed : 
 Thanks be to God, whofe Son we feel 
 His Gift unknown unfpeakable. 
 
 The Gofpel Myftery 
 
 Unknown to Ages part 
 The hidden Manna we 
 In Jesu's Mercy tafie : 
 Thanks be to God, whofe Son we feel, 
 His Gift unknown unfpeakable. 
 
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 [ O that the World mi^ht prove 
 
 Our Happinefs Divine, 
 And in the Song of Love 
 With all his People join 
 Thanks be to God, whofe Son we feel, 
 His Gift unknown unfpeakable. 
 
 XVI. To— Hail the Day that fees Him rife i 
 
 1 T^ATHER, Friend of Human Race, 
 JF Thee let all thy Children praife, 
 By thy merciful Supplies 
 Nouriftrd 'till we reach the Skies : 
 Thither we with Joy repair, 
 
 Sings our Heart already there, 
 Fill'd with chearful Melody, 
 Feafting with thy Saints on Thee. 
 
 2 We that on thy Goodnefs feaft 
 Antedate our Heavenly Reft, 
 On the Hidden Manna feed, 
 On the Everlafting Bread ; 
 
 Thee by Faith in Christ to know 
 O 'tis Heaven begun below : 
 Thee t'inpy by Glorious Love 
 O 'tis Heaven compleat above ! 
 
 XVII. To—Angehfpeak, let Men give Ear. 
 
 1 ' I v Hankful for our every Bleffing 
 
 J[ Let us fing 
 
 Christ the Spring, 
 
 Never, never ceafing. 
 Source of all our Gifts and Graces 
 
 Christ we own, 
 
 Christ alone 
 Calls for all our Praifes. 
 
 2 He difpels our Sin and Sadnefs, 
 
 Life imparts, 
 Chears our Hearts, 
 Fills with Food and Gladnefs. 
 
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 Who Him/elf for All hath given 
 
 Us He feeds, 
 
 Us He leads 
 To a Feaft in Heaven. 
 
 XVIII. To— Lamb of God <whofe, &c. 
 
 FATHER, thro' thy Son receive 
 Our grateful Sacrifice, 
 All the Wants of all that live 
 Thine open Hand fupplies, 
 Fills the World with plenteous Food; 
 
 For the Riches of thy Grace, 
 Take, Thou Univerfal God, 
 The Univerfal Praife. 
 
 XIX. To— Hail, Holy, Holy, Holy Lord. 
 
 THEE, Father, Son, and Spirit, we 
 Our kind Preferver praife, 
 While in thy three-fold Gifts we fee 
 
 And tafte thy three- fold Grace. 
 Thou feed'ir the needy Sons of Men, 
 
 Thou doll; our Strength renew, 
 With Corn, and Wine and Oil fuftain 
 Our fainting Spirits too. 
 
 Father, in Thee we tafle the Bread 
 
 That chears the Church above, 
 And drink, from Sin and Sorrow freed, 
 
 The Wine of Jesu's Love. 
 The Oil of Joy, the Spirit of Grace, 
 
 To us Himfelf imparts, 
 The Oil that brightens every Face, 
 
 And gladdens all our Hearts. 
 
 With awful Thanks we now receive 
 
 Our Emblematic Food, 
 On Father, Son, and Spirit live, 
 
 And daily fcail on God : 
 We to thy Glory drink and eat, 
 
 'Till all from Earth remove, 
 The endlefs Praifes to repeat 
 
 Of All-fuftaining Love. 
 
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 XX. To— Hail, Jefus, hail, &€. 
 
 i TT^ATHER, we render Thee Thine own : 
 J/ Man doth not live by Bread alone, 
 
 But every gracious Word of thine : 
 By thy continued Ad He lives 
 Thy Blefling with his Food receives 
 
 That balmy Quinteffence Divine. 
 
 2 Thy Bleffing feeds us in the Food ; 
 Our utmoft Strength hereby renew'd 
 
 To Thee we chearfully reftore, 
 Suftain'd by thy preferving Grace 
 We live to our Preferver's Praife, 
 
 And blefs and love Thee evermore. 
 
 XXI. To — Sinners, rejoice, your Peace is made. 
 
 BLESSING to God, for ever bleft, 
 To God the Matter of the Feaft, 
 Who hath for Us a Table fpread, 
 And in this howling Defart fed, 
 And doth with all his Gifts impart 
 The Crown of all, a Thankful Heart. 
 
 XXII. To — Jefus, nue hang upon thy Word. 
 
 1 Att-SHanks betoGoD, whofeTruth weprove! 
 
 X. Thou art not, Lord, a Wildernefs 
 To Thofe that know thy Parc'ning Love, 
 
 To Thofe who but defire thy Grace, 
 Thou doft our Souls and Bodies feed, 
 And richly grant whate'er we need. 
 
 2 Still, gracious Lord, on Us bellow 
 
 The Meat which earthly Minds defpife, 
 And let us all thy Sweetnefs know, 
 
 And fup with Thee in Paradife, 
 Our Meat thy Counfel to fulfil, 
 Our Heaven on Earth to do thy Will. 
 
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 XXIII. To— Thanks he to God alone. 
 
 WHEN (hall we fee the Day 
 That fummons us away 
 To the Realms of Light and Love, 
 
 To the beatific Place, 
 To the Marriage Feaft above 
 To the Sight of Jesu's Face ? 
 
 i For this alone we pine 
 
 To fee the Pace Divine, 
 Him who vail'd his Majefty, 
 
 To reftore our Paradife, 
 Stoop'd to Earth to Death for me, 
 Me to mount above the Skies. 
 
 3 Jesus, defcend again 
 
 With all thy Heavenly Train, 
 Our Eternal Life appear 
 
 With thy Robes of Glory on, 
 Manifeft thy Kingdom here, 
 Take us up into thy Throne. 
 
 XXIV. To— Head of thy Church, &c. 
 
 AWAY with all our Trouble 
 And Caring for the Morrow, 
 The God of Love 
 Shall ftill remove 
 Our every Want and Sorrow. 
 Still, Lord, with Joy we blefs Thee 
 Of all good Gifts the Giver, 
 For Christ our Lord 
 Hath fpoke the Word 
 Which feals Thee Ours for ever. 
 
 XXV. To— Ye Servants of God. 
 
 1 AND can we forbear In tafting our Food 
 ^fX The Grace to declare And Goodnefs of 
 
 God ! 
 Our Father in Heaven, with Joy we partake 
 The Gifts Thou haft given For Jesus's Sakr. 
 
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 2 Id Thee do we live : Thy daily Supplies 
 As Manna receive Droptdown from the Skies: 
 In Thanks we endeavour Thy Gifts to reftore, 
 And praifeThee for ever, WhenTime is no more. 
 
 XXVI. To— All ye 'that pa/shy. 
 
 i AND can we forget 
 
 /\ In tafiing our Meat 
 Tf.e Angelical Food which e'er long we /hall eat : 
 
 When inroll'd with the Bled 
 
 In Glory we reft 
 And forever fit down at the Heavenly Feaft ! 
 
 2 O the infinite Height 
 
 Of our folemn Delight [Sight ! 
 
 While we look on the S.aviour and walk in .his 
 
 The Bleffi.-.g who knows, 
 
 The Joy He beftows 
 While we follow the Lamb, wherefoever He goe: : 
 
 3 What Good can we need, 
 
 Whom Jesus doth feed, 
 And to Fountains of Life Beatifical lead : 
 
 Lo ! He fits on his Throne, 
 
 Lo ! He dwells with His own, 
 And inlargei c ur Souls with his Mercies Unknown . 
 
 4 Not a Spirit above 
 
 To Perfection can prove 
 Or count his unfearchable Riches of Love : 
 
 But we all (hall obtain 
 
 What none can explain, 
 And in Jesus's Bofom eternally reign. 
 
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