Room at the Lord's Table. |
688. C. M. Doddridge. Room at the Lord's Table. 1 Millions of souls, in glory now, Were fed and feasted here; And millions more, still on the way, Around the board appear. 2 Yet is his house and heart so large That millions more may come; Nor could the whole assembled world O'erfill the spacious room. 3 All things are ready; come away, Nor weak excuses frame; Crowd to your places at the feast, And bless the Founder's name.
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