The Table of the Lord by Pauline Alderman

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Feb 25, 1909

The Table of the Lord

By Pauline Alderman

MRS. PAULINE ALDERMAN

How shall I to thy banquet come, dear Lord? Thy table in the wilderness? Thou hast Invited me; and though I am so weak And vile, I could not look on this great feast, Much less partake of what thou hast prepared, If Jesus’ blood my sins had not removed.

O wondrous fount! Thy healing power avails, And I—yea, even I—can come and take These sacred emblems of thy pitying love. So with thy saints in this dark vale of sin I will sit down to thine appointed feast, And take the bread of life, broken for me,— Yea, and for all the world.

Dear Saviour mine, Thou dost behold thy gathered children, and Dost cheer us with thy presence as we come, And thou art waiting till we reach thy home Above the stars, above the mists of time, There to renew thy promise to thy saints, And sit down with them to the glorious feast.

We praise thee, O beloved One! to us The fairest. Now to Calvary we look: Unmeasured love flows from thy many wounds. I see! I see! And bow at Calvary’s cross.

Mount Vernon, Ohio.