This is the feast of heavenly wine, <br />And God invites to sup; <br />The juices of the living Vine <br />Were press'd to fill the cup. <br /> <br />Oh! bless the Saviour, ye that eat, <br />With royal dainties fed; <br />Not heaven affords a costlier treat, <br />For Jesus is the bread. <br /> <br />The vile, the lost, He calls to them; <br />Ye trembling souls, appear! <br />The righteous in their own esteem <br />Have no acceptance here. <br /> <br />Approach, ye poor, nor dare refuse <br />The banquet spread for you; <br />Dear Saviour, this is welcome news, <br />Then I may venture too. <br /> <br />If guilt and sin afford a plea, <br />And may obtain a place, <br />Surely the Lord will welcome me, <br />And I shall see his face.<br /><br />William Cowper<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/welcome-to-the-table/
