LXIV. Invitation to the gospel-feast

1 The King of heaven his table spreads,
And dainties crown the board;
Not paradise with all its joys
Could such delight afford.

2 Lo, in the blood that Jesus shed,
To raise the soul to heaven,
Pardon and peace to dying men,
And endless life are given.

3 Ye hungry poor, who long have starv'd
In sin’s dark mazes come;
Come from the hedges and highways,
And grace shall find you room.

4 Millions of souls, in glory now,
Were fed and feasted here,
And millions more, still on the way,
Around the board appear.

5 All things are ready, come away,
Nor weak excuses frame;
Assume your places at the feast,
And bless the founder’s name.

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First Line: The king of heaven his table spreads
Title: Invitation to the gospel-feast
Language: English
Publication Date: 1790
Notes: Now Public Domain.
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