A Place at the Table

I found this poem on the Internet and just wanted to share it with everyone.

For ev'ryone born, a place at the table, for ev'ryone born, clean water and bread,
a shelter, a space, a safe place for growing, for ev'ryone born, a star overhead.

And God will delight when we are creators of justice and joy, yes, God will delight when we are creators of justice, justice and joy!

For young and for old, a place at the table, a voice to be heard, a part in the song,
the hands of a child in hands that are wrinkled, for young and for old, the right to belong.

For ev'ryone born, a place at the table, to live without fear, and simply to be,
to work, to speak out, to witness and worship, for ev'ryone born, the right to be free.

Text by Shirley Erena Murray © 1998 Hope Publishing Co.