There isn’t much that I can do,
but I can share my bread with you, and
sometimes a sorrow too
as on our way we go.

There isn’t much that I can do,
but I can sit an hour with you,
and I can share a joke with you,
and sometimes share reverses, too
as on our way we go.

There isn’t much that I can do,
but I can share my flowers with you,
and I can share my books with you,
and sometimes share your burdens too
as on our way we go.

There isn’t much that I can do,
but I can share my songs with you,
and I can share my mirth with you,
and sometimes come and laugh with you
as on our way we go.

There isn’t much that I can do,
but I can share my hopes with you,
and I can share my fears with you,
and sometimes shed some tears with you
as on our way we go.

There isn’t much that I can do,
but I can share my friends with you,
and I can share my life with you,
and I can share my Lord with you
and oftentimes a prayer or two
as on our way we go.

Come to the table, the table of mercy
Come to the table of life, come to the Father
Who loves and protects you, each and every night.
Come hold the hand of your father, come worship the king

He will guide you and he will love you, he will give you his peace.
Father, I come to the table of mercy, I come to the table of life.
I will bow down and I will worship you, I will give you my life.
You are my strength, my strong protector; you are the Lord of my life.
You alone are my Lord and my savior, you alone I serve.

Bring me your children that they may know you; bring the lost to me now.
That I may hold them and you will touch them with your divining light.
Give them your strength, your love and forgiveness; shine your light on them now.
Break the chains of sins and failure. Set them free for life.

Take them to the table to mercy, take them to the table of life,
that they may know you and will serve you for the rest of their life.
Bring us to the table of mercy; Bring us to the table of life.
So we can go forth and show others your love every day and night.

So come to the table the table of mercy, come to the table of life,
Come rejoice and be glad today for you have a brand new life.

- – - written by Reverend Peggy Harris, Helping Hands Ministry, Oregon

Listen to the song – Come To The Table Of Mercy

An hourglass is like a never stopping consistent flow of life, which has a constant flow of problems that cut at you like a knife?

One situation right after the other, one delay followed by another…I wonder if it will ever end?

But yet, the hourglass of life continues to move forward never stopping without an end.

Oh my, missed opportunities and shattered dreams, will I ever achieve what I’ve set out to do?

Why does it seem like I’m being punish…my God what have I done to deserve this too.

But yet, the hourglass of life continues to move forward never stopping…oh this is so true! My God I pray to thee…help me, can’t you see it too?

Can He hear me, will He ever respond? Who else, where else can I turn to for support while I’m being pulled beyond? Not my friends, not my relatives for they have me misread.

They pat my back while asking me disturbing questions to get inside my head. Why would I expect them to understand something that’s meant just for me? So now I just realize that they can’t help me.

But yet, the hourglass of life continues to move forward never stopping causing me to cry out different types of pleas. I’m tired physically and mentally I can do no more as I sit here pondering my future while kneeling on my knees.

Why has God tormented me with these passions and talents? Will He please open a door? Why give them to me and allow them to waste within me? My God I pray to thee…help me!

So now I must rest, with my skin on my face itchy from the many tears that have ran down my cheeks. While my heart is breaking I begin to cry out, my God…haven’t I been meek?

A failure, worthless without a purpose is what I feel myself to be. But yet, the hour glass of life continues to move forward never stopping just working against me.

My child why have you doubted me? What’s this question that comes to me? My child for if you are a failure, then so is me. You prayed, “My God I pray to thee…help me!”

Now open your eyes and begin to see. My God, what’s this? I see angels helping me! All the things that I did were just preparing me while I waited for an opportunity.

I felt pressure for I knew that the hourglass of life continues to move forward never stopping just a mystery. “Now hear me,” my Lord just said to me.

As the hourglass of life continues to move forward never stopping just a consistent flow that will eventually lead to Me, you have been learning from Me wouldn’t you say so?

I could have put you in your dream years ago, but you would have been toss to and fro. So just like you prayed, “My God I pray to thee…help me; I ask this of you, “My child…trust me!

- – - written by Ty Waller