Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Poem 008

The Invitation
Come ye hither all, whose taste
-------------------Is your waste;
Save your cost, and mend your fare.
God is here prepared and dressed,
-------------------And the feast,
God, in whom all dainties are.

Come ye hither all, whom wine
-------------------Doth define,
Naming you not to your good:
Weep what ye have drunk amiss,
-------------------And drink this,
Which before ye drink is blood.

Come ye hither all, whom pain
-------------------Doth arraign,
Bringing all your sins to sight:
Taste and fear not: God is here
-------------------In this cheer,
And on sin doth cast the fright.

Come ye hither all, whom joy
-------------------Doth destroy,
While ye graze without your bounds:
Here is joy that drowneth quite
-------------------Your delight,
As a flood the lower grounds.

Come ye hither all, whose love
-------------------Is your dove,
And exalts you to the sky:
Here is love, which having breath
-------------------Ev’n in death,
After death can never die.

Lord I have invited all,
-------------------And I shall
Still invite, still call to thee:
For it seems but just and right
-------------------In my sight,
Where is all, there all should be.

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George Herbert lived in Bemerton, Wiltshire, England at the time of his death in 1633, where he served as an Anglican priest. His famous book The Temple, from which this poem is drawn, was published posthumously. Visit Kingdom Poets to find out more. "The Invitation" came from Isaiah 55: 1 & 2.