191 How Sweet and Aweful is The Place

How sweet and awful is the placewith Christ within the doors,while everlasting love displaysthe choicest of her stores. While all our hearts and all our songsjoin to admire the feast,each of us cries, with thankful tongue,"Lord, why was I a guest? "Why was I made to hear Thy voice,and enter while there's room,when thousands make a wretched choiceand rather starve than come?" 'Twas the same love that spread the feastthat sweetly drew us in;else we had still refused to taste,and perished in our sin.