A Selection of Hymns ‎#CDLXXXVI

CDLXXXVI. Room at 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 Pardon and peace to dying men,
And endless life are given;
Thro' the blood that Jesus shed,
To raise the soul to heaven

3 Ye hungry poor, that long have stray'd
In sin’s dark mazes, come;
Come, from your most obscure retreats,
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 Yet in his house and heart so large,
That millions more may come,
Nor could the whole assembled world
O'er-fill the spacious room.

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

Text Information

• First Line: The king of heaven his table spreads
• Title: Room at the gospel-feast
• Author: Dr. Doddridge
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1792
• Topic: The Lord's Supper; The Gospel Feast; Room at the Gospel Feast; Gospel: Represented by a feast

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