The Song of Songs 1:4

• [Sos 1:4] And Now, O Father, Mindful Of The Love

  And now, O Father, mindful of the love That bought us, once for all, on Calvary’s tree, And having with us Him that pleads above, We here present, we here spread forth to Thee, That only offering perfect in Thine eyes, The one true, pure, immortal sacrifice. Look, Father, look on His anointed face, And only look on us as found in Him; Look not on our misusings of Thy grace, Our prayer so languid, and our faith so dim; For lo! between our sins and their reward, We set the passion of Thy Son our Lord. And then for those, our dearest and our best, By this prevailing presence we appeal; O fold them closer to Thy mercy’s breast! O do Thine utmost for their souls’ true weal! From tainting mischief keep them white and clear, And crown Thy gifts with strength to persevere. And so we come; O draw us to Thy feet, Most patient Savior, who canst love us still! And by this food, so awful and so sweet, Deliver us from every touch of ill: In Thine own service make us glad and free, And grant us nevermore to part with Thee.

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• [Sos 1:4] In Memory Of The Savior’s Love

  In memory of the Savior’s love We keep the sacred feast, When every humble, contrite heart Is made a welcome guest. Symbolic of His broken flesh, We take the broken bread, The cup in token of His blood That was for sinners shed. Under His banner now we sing The wonders of His love And so anticipate by faith The heav’nly feast above.
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