Love Bade Me Welcome

Love bade me welcome, yet my soul drew back,

                Guilty of dust and sin.

But quick-eyed love, observing me grow slack

                From my first entrance in,

Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning

                If I lack’d anything.

 “A guest, ” I answer’d, “worthy to be here.”

                Love said, “You shall be he.”

“I, the unkind, ungrateful? Ah, my dear,

                I cannot look on Thee.”

Love took my hand and smiling did reply,

                “Who made the eyes but I?”

“Truth, Lord, but I have marr’d them: let my shame

                Go where it doth deserve.”

“And know you not,” says Love, “Who bore the blame?”               

                “My dear, then I will serve.”

“You must sit down,” says Love, “and taste my meat.”

                So I did sit and eat.

George Herbert

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John Koessler

John Koessler serves as professor and chair of the pastoral studies department at Moody Bible Institute. His most recent book is The Radical Pursuit of Rest published by InterVarsity Press.

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