Appendix, Containing a Number of Hymns, Taken Chiefly from Dr. Watts's Scripture Collection ‎#LXXIV

LXXIV. How rich are thy Provisions, Lord!

1 How rich are thy Provisions, Lord!
Thy Table furnish'd from above!
The fruits of Life o'erspread the Board,
The Cup o'erflows with heav'nly Love.
2 Thine ancient Family, the Jews,
Were first invited to the Feast:
We humbly take what they refuse,
And Gentiles thy Salvation taste.

3 We are the poor, the blind, the lame,
And Help was far, and Death was nigh!
But at the Gospel-Call we came,
And ev'ry Want receiv'd Supply.
4 From the Highway that leads to Hell,
From Paths of Darkness and Despair,
Lord, we are come with Thee to dwell,
Glad to enjoy thy Presence here.

5 What shall we pay th' eternal Son,
That left the Heav'n of his Abode,
And to this wretched Earth came down,
To bring us Wand'rers back to God!
6 It cost him Death to save our Lives;
To buy our Souls, it cost his own;
And all the unknown Joys he gives
Were bought with Agonies unknown.

7 Our everlasting Love is due
To Him that ransom'd Sinners lost;
And pity'd Rebels, when He knew
The vast Expense his Love would cost.

Text Information

• First Line: How rich are thy Provisions, Lord!
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1760
• Scripture:
  Luke 14:16-23
• Notes: Now Public Domain.

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