Invited to the Banquet,
Partaking of the Meal,
We ate the Bread of Angels,
Drank of the Cup that heals.
Some came from obligation,
Careless, heedless and
remiss,
Eating while insensible,
That this was sublime bliss.
The gloom of fast and famine,
Casts a shadow on our soul
We plead for the atoning
Sacrifice, that makes us
whole.
Our hungry hearts are pining,
For our supernatural Bread,
Restore to us dear Father,
The salvific Meal we shared.
How long will we be tested?
Lift this famine, Lord, we
pray,
Feed Your famished children,
Lest we perish on the way.
Open
up our churches,
Once
again to offer praise,
Worship,
and thanksgiving,
To
the Author of all days.
Myra
D’Souza / 23 June 2020
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