The Final Feast

There’s a longing in the soul

That  the Lord alone must fill

He comes and lifts the load

Of the sins he has revealed

Then gladness and gratitude

He infuses  by his grace-

With His very presence in our hearts

The void with hope he will replace

So we delight ourselves in the Lord

And we see our joy increased

As we gaze upon His beauty

We’re moved beyond mere duty

To sup at the soul’s final feast.

At the end of all our days

At the end of our times

The heart longs for God

This our purpose defines

The unspeakable joy

Of knowing His ways

That we might dwell with Him

For our eternal days

Bridge:

With thanksgiving we would enter His gates

Lifting  praises yet unheard

We wait for the Lord, our souls wait,

As we put our hope in His Word

So we delight ourselves in the Lord

And we see our joy increased

As we gaze on His beauty

We’re moved beyond mere duty

To sup at the soul’s final feast.

And joy will be ever increased

As we sup at the soul’s final feast.
This will be glory so complete
In God's presence at His feet.

Psalm 27:4; Psalm 16:11; Psalm 130:5

October 3, 2019

Anthony Foster