Author: Joseph Stennett, 1663-1713 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11124 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Lord, at Thy table I behold
The wonders of Thy grace;
But most of all admire that I
Should find a welcome place.
2 I, that am all defiled with sin,
A rebel to my God;
I, that have crucified His Son,
And trampled on His blood.
3 What strange, surprising grace is this,
That such a soul has room!
My Savior takes me by the hand,
My Jesus bids me come.
4 Eat, O My friends, the Savior cries,
The feast was made for you;
For you I groaned, and bled, and died,
And rose, and triumphed, too.
5 With trembling faith, and bleeding hearts,
Lord, we accept Thy love;
’Tis a rich banquet we have had,
What will it be above?
6 Ye saints below, and hosts of Heaven,
Join all your praising powers;
No theme is like redeeming love,
No Savior is like ours.
7 Had I ten thousand hearts, dear Lord,
I’d give them all to Thee;
Had I ten thousand tongues, they all
Should join the harmony. Languages: English Tune Title: DOWNS
Lord, At Thy Table I Behold