| Text: | Jesus, at the Feast of Love |
| Author: | Doddridge |
1 Our heav'nly Father calls,
And Christ invites us near;
With both, our friendship shall be sweet,
And our communion dear.
2 God pities all our griefs;
He pardons ev'ry day;
Almighty to protect our souls,
And wise to guide our way.
3 How large his bounties are!
What various stores of good,
Diffus'd from our Redeemer's hand,
And purchas'd with his blood!
4 Jesus our living head,
We bless thy faithful care;
Our advocate before the throne,
And our forerunner there.
5 Here fix, my roving heart!
Here wait, my warmest love!
Till the communion be complete
In nobler scenes above.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | Our heav'nly Father calls |
| Title: | Jesus, at the Feast of Love |
| Author: | Doddridge |
| Meter: | S. M. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1792 |
| Scripture: | ; ; |
| Topic: | Hymns, adapted to the Celebration of the Lord's Supper |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |