Come, for the Feast Is Spread

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.