The table set for many,
the supper where we're fed:
This is all heaven's plenty;
this is the broken bread.
The daily hidden labors,
the widow's mites we bring:
This is the love of neighbor
and worship of the king.
The candle on the table
illuming every face:
This is the light we pray for,
this ordinary grace.
The endless tasks unchanging
yet ever deepening:
This is the song of angels,
as it has ever been.
The ones we give our all to
as moments turn to lives:
This is the pearl we long for,
and seek at any price.
And they that come to seek us,
whose voices call us home:
This is the Lord, Christ Jesus;
this is the kingdom come.

4. Advent, Kerzen, Datum/Uhrzeit: 24.12.2013 18:55:59 By Dirk Vorderstraße – Adventskranz, CC BY 2.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=31871900
