Jesus accepts us and our fruits; let us therefore rejoice in him and feast upon him.
He calls me from the lion’s den,
From this wild world of beasts and men,
To Zion, where his glories are—
Not Lebanon is half so fair;
Nor dens of prey, nor flowery plains,
Nor earthly joys, nor earthly pains,
Shall hold my feet, or force my stay,
When Christ invites my soul away.