He prepares a table in the
Presence of my enemies
When all around is chaos
Here, there is peace and ease
This table is not ordinary
Everyone would be awed
To see the loaves before them
The living bread, God
In this house of banqueting
When you look above
A piece of fabric flies up there
His banner over me, love
This is a beautiful elaboration on the end of Psalm 23... I'll definitely be coming back to this.
Very nice
Excellent job on this one, Molly!