In Thy Wrath and Hot Displeasure

In thy wrath and hot displeasure, Chasten not thy servant, Lord; Let thy mercy, without measure, Help and peace to me afford. Heavy is my tribulation, Sore my punishment has been; Broken by thine indignation, I am troubled by my sin. With my burden of transgression...

Come, for the Feast Is Spread

Come, for the feast is spread, Hark to the call: Come to the Living Bread Offered to all. Come to his house of wine, Low on his breast recline, All that he has is thine; Come, sinner, come. Come where the fountain flows, River of life; Healing for all thy woes,...