Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Lord, why was I a guest?

’Twas the same love that spread the feast
That sweetly drew us in;
Else we had still refused to taste,
And perished in our sin.

Pity the nations, O our God!
Constrain the earth to come;
Send Thy victorious Word abroad,
And bring the strangers home.

We long to see Thy churches full,
That all the chosen race
May with one voice, and heart and soul,
Sing Thy redeeming grace.

While all our hearts and all our songs
Join to admire the feast,
Each of us cry, with thankful tongues,
“Lord, why was I a guest?"

- Isaac Watts


toothdoc said...

Feast - Guest

that doesn't rhyme

must read Hop on Pop

Todd Pruitt said...

Didn't Isaac Watts write "Hop on Pop"?

toothdoc said...

I thought he was Shaft

Todd Pruitt said...

That was John Newton.

toothdoc said...

No John Newton died in an experimental plane crash and used to sing in Vegas.

Todd Pruitt said...

Wasn't that Olivia Newton John?