Come, for the Feast Is Spread

Verse 1

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.

Verse 2

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.

Verse 3

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.