There is an invitation for you dear sibling
Sent to you from the Master above,
Your name is engraved with the heavenly pen
And the edges are trimmed with pure gold.
For no one would see you as worthy
Except our Master and friend,
You were destined dear one to be invited
So come, the Master’s waiting for you.
Your welcome drink is chilled ‘n waiting
To be sipped from the chalice of love,
Appetizers, entrees, desserts are aplenty
Spread there, choose now and enjoy.
Yes, in the banquet hall of the Master
Great provisions have already been made,
We give thanks always to the Master
For lavishing us with rich feast.
Aye this - a taste of divine feasting!
'Til in glory we’ll gather at last,
For the heavenly feast awaits the faithful,
With the Master in the high banquet hall.