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HOST AND GUEST, by            
First Line: I may not claim
Last Line: "the glorious garment of my righteousness."
Subject(s): Religion; Theology


I may not claim
Entrance to Thy high feast, so sin-marred I;
And yet, for all my shame,
Some scattered crumbs I crave before I die.
"Lo! at Thy door I knock, and I will be
In Thine own house Thy guest, and sup with Thee."

How shall I spread
A table Thou canst condescend to share?
How shall my coarse-made bread
And tasteless wine for Thee prove fitting fare?
"Lo! My own flesh and blood, to salve Thy need,
I bring—and these are meat and drink indeed."

No robe is mine
Wherein I may, when once is set the board,
Close at Thy side recline,
With Thy fair splendor matched in due accord.
"Lo! I bestow on Thee, for ample dress
The glorious garment of My righteousness."





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