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Hear me knocking
at your hearts door:
I have come to dine with you.
You must ask me to come in your
life and I will follow through.
I began this quest; you must respond.
Only then will I come inside.
See the holy feast just beyond.
Dine til then; rest and abide.
Fear not, I have
supped with all kinds.
Your nature is nothing new.
I will eat with each one who finds
grace in me so good and true.
Weep and wet my feet with your tears;
I have come to set you free.
You may feast with me without fears
and find grace beyond degree. |