Greg X. Volz - Come and Dine lyrics

Words and music: Greg X. Volz The wealth of the wicked is stored for the righteous I'm talking about the Father's wealth I pray above all things that your soul will prosper And that you'll be in good health For toilsome labour is meaningless It's like chasing after the wind For the man who pleases God Has wealth handed over to him So come and dine, come to the Father's house Come and dine, the banquet table is set Come and dine, come to the Father's house Come and dine, where all your needs are met The banquet was set, the guests were invited The king had sent invitations, all was prepared Everything was ready, but those invited paid him no attention Then he said to his servants "Go to the highways and to the streets" And that day the poor and hungry came To be part of the King's wedding feast So come to the Father's house, the banquet table is set