How Sweet and Awful is the Place

How sweet and awful is the placeWith Christ within the doorsWhile everlasting love displaysThe choicest of her storesWhile all our hearts and all our songsJoin to admire the feastEach of us cry with thankful tonguesLord why was I a guestWhy was I made to hear Thy voiceAnd enter while there's roomWhen thousands make a wretched choiceAnd rather starve than come'Twas the same love that spread the feastThat sweetly drew us inElse we had still refused to tasteAnd perished in our sinPity the nations O our GodConstrain the earth to comeSend Thy victorious Word abroadAnd bring the strangers homeWe long to see Thy churches fullThat all the chosen raceMay with one voice and heart and soulSing Thy redeeming graceIsaac Watts; Public Domain;CCLI #4580240