It’s dinner time, set the table
And don’t forget my place.
Let’s all join hands and bow our heads,
We need to say our grace.
“Thank You, Father, for this food
Set before our eyes.
Know that we are thinking of
The child who sits and cries.
We ask that You may feed his need,
And help him grow in time
To a healthy and happy child
With sharing on his mind.
For all the hungry without a meal,
We ask that they be fed.
Praise You again for our dinner, Lord,
Our daily given bread.
5-3-1990 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: Charlie
Great poem!
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PTL! Thank you! God loves you!
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