THE INVITATION

Come walk with Me,
Come talk with Me,
Come rest in Me,
Awhile.
Come stay by Me,
Come visit Me,
Keep  company
With Me, my child.

Come take my hand,
Come sit beside Me,
Come let's feast,
On Bread and Wine.
The Bread you eat,
Is my own Body,
The Wine my Blood,
From my pierced side.

You’ll find my Word,
Sweeter than honey,
And the Manna,
I provide.
Is made from wheat,
Ground to its finest,
In the mill,

Of Sacrifice.

Myra D’Souza / 5May 2009