Text by Ken Maher
To Tune of #622 (LSB) “Lord Jesus Christ You Have Prepared” [87 87 887]
1. Hear how there was a wealthy man
not so unlike you or me,
He all for his own pleasure lived.
To satisfy all his needs,
The finest wines the richest fare,
were laid upon his table there,
nothing to good for him you see.
2. Down at his gates there sat a man,
cast out upon the cold street.
A beggar poor, his festered arms,
weak by his side, in so much need.
A man used up, a man cast out,
a man whose life went round about
seeking the scraps not fit to eat.
3. Lazarus, left this veil of tears,
lifted up on the angels’ wings.
Comforted, in the end you see,
his life was a glad offering.
Not so for the rich man to be,
for when he died and was buried,
all he would find was suffering.
4. In seeking to be rich like him,
we set ourselves a table.
The cost for dining there we’ll find,
a payment we’re unable.
God’s gifts of wealth are not for us,
to be used so, in selfish trust,
pleasure’s a passing fable.
5. If in yourself you should now see,
this selfishness convicted.
Do not so fear your future friend,
heav’n is ne-er restricted.
We’re all like beggars at the gate,
we’ve no right to demand a plate,
but at His table we’re seated.
6 Gladly let us hear Moses’ word,
and that of all the prophets.
The Father sent His Son so dear,
to come and bear our crosses.
Though He was rich He became poor,
suff’ring all that we had in store.
The cup of wrath He quaffed.
7. All this was done for humankind,
a dinner invitation,
to fill our souls with Word so dear,
to wash in His salvation,
to feast upon His Holy Sup,
eating the bread, drinking the cup,
our true Lord’s habitation.
8. May blessed table now prepared,
serve as our inspiration,
That we may seek to spend with care,
and selfless ministrations.
Our neighbour’s wants are now our own,
We have been blessed with heavn’ly home,
live it with true elation!