Hymnal: The Christian Hymn-Book
Date: 1815
Compiler: John Thompson et al
Publisher/Printer: Looker and Wallace
First Line: The king of heaven his table spreads
Topic: For the Lord's Supper
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Meter: CM
Tune:
Hymn Number: 187
Page Number: 167, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsThe king of heaven his table spreads,
And dainties crown the board;
Nor paradise with all its joys,
Could such delight afford.
Pardon and peace to dying men,
And endless life are given;
And the rich blood that Jesus shed,
To raise our souls to heaven.
Ye hungry poor, that long have stray'd
In sin's dark mazes, come,
Come from the hedges and highways,
And grace will find you room.
Millions of souls in glory now
Were fed and feasted here;
And millions more still on the way,
Around the board appear.
Yet is his house and heart so large,
That millions more may come;
Nor could the wide assembled world
O'erfill the spacious room.
All things are ready, come away,
Nor weak excuses frame;
Crowd to your places at the feast,
And bless the founder's name.