Come ye hither all, whose taste
Is your waste;
Save your cost, and mend your fare.
God is here prepar’d and drest,
And the feast,
God, in whom all dainties are.
Come ye hither all, whom wine
Naming you not to your good:
Weep what ye have drunk amisse,
And drink this,
Which before ye drink is bloud. [Read more…]