Come For The Feast Is Spread

 

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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, Christian, come.