As Wisdom sets her table
and gathers us around,
our tears become a memory.
Her hope, for us, abounds.
Abundant grace and mercy
give us our daily bread,
proclaiming peace the victor
and Christ our sacred head.
We gather ’round a table,
released from sin’s tight snare.
One faith, one hope, one baptism,
one voice of memory shared.
This poem, written by Rebecca Myers, appeared in At the Table: A Collection of Creative Works, published by Women of the ELCA upon the 10th anniversary of the organization (1998).