Vagabonds

Our Pastor is away this weekend, Bob is taking the service. It includes communion - and we will have this song, one of my favourites. [by Stuart Townend]  I have posted it before, but it is a good reminder that God welcomes everyone

Come, all you vagabonds,

Come all you ‘don’t belongs’
Winners and losers, come, people like me.
Come all you travellers tired from the journey,
Come wait a while, stay a while,
Welcomed you’ll be.

Come all you questioners looking for answers,
And searching for reasons and sense in it all;
Come all you fallen, and come all you broken,
Find strength for your body and food for your soul.

Come to the feast, there is room at the table.
Come let us meet in this place.
With the King of all kindness who welcomes us in,
With the wonder of love, and the power of grace.

Come those who worry ‘bout houses and money,
And all those who don’t have a care in the world;
From every station and orientation,
The helpless, the hopeless, the young and the old.

Come all believers and dreamers and schemers,
And come all you restless just searching for home;
Movers and shakers and givers and takers,
The happy, the sad, and the lost and alone.

Come self-sufficient with wearied ambition,
And come those who feel at the end of the road.
Fiery debaters and religion haters,
Accusers, abusers, the hurt and ignored.

Come to the feast, there is room at the table.
Come let us meet in this place.
With the King of all kindness who welcomes us in,
With the wonder of love, and the power of grace.

 ... the wonder of love, and the power of grace.