Scripture Verse

Behold, I have prepared my dinner. My oxen and my fatlings are killed, and all things are ready. Come. Matthew 22:4

Introduction

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Robert Lowry (1826–1899)

Words: Hen­ry Bur­ton, in Sac­red Songs and So­los, by Ira D. San­key, 1878.

Music: Some­thing for Je­sus Robert Low­ry, in Pure Gold (New York: Big­low & Main, 1871) (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tune:

  • Feast Phi­lip P. Bliss, Gos­pel Hymns No. 2 (Cin­cin­na­ti Ohio; Chi­ca­go, Il­li­nois & New York: John Church and Big­low & Main, 1876), num­ber 68 (🔊 pdf nwc)

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Bur­ton (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

Lyrics

Come, for the feast is spread, hark to the call;
Come to the liv­ing Bread, of­fered to all.
Come to His house of wine, low on His breast re­cline,
All that He has is thine; come, sin­ner, come.

Come where the fount­ain flows, riv­er of life;
Healing for all thy woes, doubt­ing, and strife.
Millions have been sup­plied; no one was e’er de­nied;
Come to the crim­son tide; come, sin­ner, come.

Come to the throne of grace, bold­ly draw near;
He who would win the race must tar­ry here.
Whate’er thy want may be, here is the grace for thee,
Jesus thine on­ly plea; come, sin­ner, come.