Scripture Verse

Behold, I have prepared my dinner: my oxen and my fatlings are killed, and all things are ready: come unto the marriage. Matthew 22:4

Introduction

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Isaac N. McHose (1822–1912)

Words: Is­aac N. Mc­Hose, in Songs of So­ve­reign Grace, by J. Lin­coln Hall, Will­iam Kirk­patrick & Win­field S. Weeden (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: Hall-Mack, 1897), num­ber 57.

Music: Will­iam J. Kirk­pat­rick (🔊 pdf nwc).

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William J. Kirkpatrick (1838–1921)

Lyrics

There’s a feast now await­ing,
Prepared by lov­ing hands,
In the midst of the ban­quet,
The gen­tle Sav­ior stands;
Then no long­er go rov­ing
O’er des­erts bare and wild,
See! the Fa­ther now is wait­ing
To greet His wea­ry child.

Refrain

You’re in­vit­ed, are you com­ing?
O ac­cept the in­vi­ta­tion;
All things are rea­dy, come;
You’re in­vit­ed, are you com­ing?
See the Fa­ther now is wait­ing
To wel­come wan­der­ers home.

Come, for all things are rea­dy,
Why will you stay away?
Hear the kind in­vi­ta­tion,
O come, with­out de­lay;
’Tis the day of sal­va­tion;
Why will you long­er roam?
There’s a man­sion now pre­par­ing,
For you in yon­der home.

Refrain

’Tis a feast ev­er­last­ing,
Abundant, rich and free,
Thro’ the blood of the Sav­ior,
An open door we see;
Come and wear the white rai­ment,
The wed­ding gar­ment fair,
And the Lord and all His an­gels
Will bid you wel­come there.

Refrain