For an excellent meal, now leave no crumbs A testament of preparation well done Consumed with great appreciation Coming together after contemplation
Now evidence of great worth and clout We see crumbs that brought much help about Good news perhaps or spoken words As a symphony of music from joyous birds
Come together generously with our crumbs Sharing, offering, giving whatever sums Our bread, our cake, all morsels humbly given Bring strength and encouragement for all the living
Clanging cymbals, loud and rude Turning heads where we stood Noisy gongs now awaken Ending rest that we have taken
Clashing shaking now vibrating Look at me, they seem to say At all I know, or have, or do … Is all for show and our own way?
Where is joy? Where’s faith and hope? If in all of these it’s just for gain As, looking within us, …our hearts are vain
God, help us together as we pray Dispel the clamor as we seek the way A decision each day to lift and care To offer love’s great gift … Nothing will compare