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Divine Banquet - Song of PraiseCome walk along the way with me through this gentle green valley, The time has come to journey high above the moor. Gathered, are the greatest to the least. Let's join together for this feast Unlike any other feast we've known before. A holy banquet is arranged to feed all souls that are hungry and in need... Prepared by One, who stands to greet us at the door. (chorus) By the door ! By the door ! The Prince of Peace will greet us by the door. He has saved us from our sin Humble your heart and let Him in , Souls will sing and praise His name forevermore! Julie Pisacane © 2006 Revelation 3:20 Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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