I've often wondered how it felt,
To sit right by His side;
To eat the bread that He prepared,
And with Him there abide.

To be so close and share with Him,
His spirit and his love,
And share a meal that was His last,
Before He rose above.

Oh yes, it's true, He died that day,
But later He arose.
And now He lives in Heaven's home
And yes, His love still flows.

He has prepared a place for us,
And patiently awaits,
For each of us to follow Him,
And walk through Heaven's gates.

The table of the Lord is set,
The invitations sent,
And all that is required of us,
Is that we must repent.

James O'Brien
May 2003

Midi playing:
"Voices in the Wind" © Bruce DeBoer
an Original Composition