Potluck Prayer

Rosella Buehrer of Stryker, Ohio jots, "The pastor of our church always said this grace when we had a potluck. Everyone joined in on the last two lines."

Feed Thy children, God most holy.
Comfort sinners, poor and lowly.
O Thou bread of life from Heaven,
bless the food Thou here has given.
As these gifts our bodies nourish,
may our soul in graces flourish
till at last in Heavenly splendor
at Thy feet due thanks we render.
Come, Lord Jesus, be our guest.
Let these gifts to us be blessed.