Poem August 17, 1987 Issue

Table in the wilderness

Sarah M. Gibson

You had set the table, Lord,
preparing a feast
for all Your children.

You invited me,
a wanderer, to stop by.

You served me
with the wine of Love,
the bread of Truth,
the fruit of the Spirit.

I left the wilderness
refreshed and nourished,
filled with praise
for Your glorious gift.

Sarah M. Gibson

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