Be present at our table, Lord,
In the quiet hush, Thy presence stored.
Giving thanks, a solemn chord,
Echoing through the moments, adored.
In this shared space, a pause we take,
A moment’s respite, a breath to make.
Giving thanks, for moments’ sake,
In the stillness, a communion we partake.
The world outside, a bustling tide,
Yet here, in gratitude, we bide.
Giving thanks, side by side,
In the gentle ebb of eventide.
Be present, O Lord, in this reprieve,
In the quiet nods, and glances weave.
Giving thanks, as hearts believe,
In the shared grace, we receive.
[Editor]
