Matt Kenyon - Come, for the Feast is Spread Lyrics

Come, for the feast is spread, hark to the call
Come to the Living Bread, offered to all
To the Lord, your cares resign
Safe in His arms recline
All that He gives is freely thine
Come, weary, come
Come where the fountain flows, river of life
Healing for all your doubts, suff'ring, and strife
Saints before have been supplied
Not a one was e'er denied
Lay down your woes at the crimson tide
Come, sinner, come
Come to the throne of grace, boldly draw near
All who would win the race must tarry here
Whatever your needs may be
Come behold His love so free
Jesus alone is your only plea
Come, Christian, come
Where'er Christ may have you go
Take this manna for the road
He will keep and guide you home
Come, weary, come
Come, sinner, come
Come, Christian, come