The Banquet

I've been invited to a banquet
With my Savior, Lord and King,
All thatís needed is provided,
I donít have to bring a thing.
When Jesus said, "Come and dine."
I agreed to accept His call,
But some friends came with me
As I went to the dining hall.

When we sat down at His table,
My old pride pulled up a chair,
No invitation had been made
Yet vanity didn'tít seem to care.
Along with pride came my will,
I never thought he would show
And as others tried to enter,
I knew they would have to go.

Jesus rises from His seat
And with all authority attests,
This banquet is just for two
So outside with all the rest.
This is a private appointment,
Just between My child and Me
When the two of us are together
There is no need to make it three.

We are going to talk about life
And the steps along the way,
The need to follow directions
To accomplish My work each day.
There are some warnings needed
The great danger that is near
And the power of the Spirit
That helps me not to fear.

Through each dinner course
I am nourished deep within,
His love so clearly displayed
As He cleanses me from sin.
What a privilege to partake of
This divine heavenly repast,
Yet when invited to come each day,
All too often I choose to fast.

Have you deserted this banquet,
A spiritual feast with the King,
Malnourished on the inside
And weakened in everything?
Think on the things of His word
And develop a hunger down deep.
Dinner is served in the palace
And you have an appointment to keep.

[ Roger Allen Cook, Copyright 2000 ( -- from '2THEHEART' ]


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