The Lord’s Table
April 15, 2018The banquet table was spread,
But I could no longer smell
Satisfaction in the room.
The banquet table was spread,
But I could no longer smell
Satisfaction in the room.
We couldn’t find anyone
in that inner-city maze.
Between thick buildings
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