A speaker, in commenting on the words of the institution of the Lord's Supper—"This do in remembrance of me," calls attention to the fact that here there is a real absence and not a "real presence"; that we are to recall Christ's former presence and await His coming ("till He come").—Sunday School Times.
A lady was lying dangerously ill. A clergyman had been sent for, and he gave her the sacrament, but it failed to give her peace. After the minister had left, the sufferer turned to the occupant of the bed nearest her own, and said sadly, "I thought it would have done me more good." The other, an earnest Christian lady, quickly replied, "Ah, you don't want it; you want Him!"—The King's Business.
Dear Lord! while we adoring pay
Our humble thanks to Thee;
May every heart with rapture say,—
"The Savior died for me!"—Anne Steele
Too soon we rise, the symbols disappear;
The feast though not the love, is past and gone;
The bread and wine remove, but Thou art here,
Nearer than ever!—Bonar
It is related of the Duke of Wellington, that once when he remained to take the sacrament at his parish church, a very poor old man went up the opposite aisle, and reaching the communion table, knelt down close by the side of the duke. Someone came and touched the poor man on the shoulder, and whispered to him to move further away, or to rise and wait until the duke had received the bread and wine. But the eagle eye and the quick ear of the great commander caught the meaning of that touch and that whisper. He clasped the old man's hand and held him, to prevent his rising, and in a reverent undertone, but most distinctly, said—"Do not move, we are all equal here."—Selected