Hymnal: The Christian Hymn-Book
Date: 1815
Compiler: John Thompson et al
Publisher/Printer: Looker and Wallace
First Line: How sweet and awful is the place
Topic: For the Lord's Supper
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: CM
Tune:
Hymn Number: 186
Page Number: 166, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsHow sweet and awful is the place,
With Christ within the doors;
While everlasting love displays
The choicest of his stores.
Here every bowel of our God
With soft compassion rolls;
Here the new cov'nant in his blood
Is food for dying souls.
While all our hearts, and all our songs
Join to admire the feast,
Each of us cry, with thankful tongues,
"Lord, why was I a guest?
"Why was I made to hear thy voice,
"And enter while there's room;
"When thousands make a wretched choice,
"And rather starve than come?"
'Twas the same love that spread the feast,
That sweetly drew us in,
Else we had still refus'd to taste,
And perish'd in our sin.
Pity the nations, O our God,
Constrain the earth to come;
Send thy victorious word abroad,
And bring the strangers home.
We long to see thy churches full,
That all the fallen race,
May with one voice, and heart and soul
Sing thy redeeming grace.