A guest I am in your great and wondrous house
I warm my soul by Your blazing hearth-fires
This sacred night when you are close
You walk my humble grove
Your whisper, now to me a roar
This hunter's call in shining light
I am filled at your ever-bearing feasting board
My cup bears more than I can drink
I rest in warm wisdom and hospitality
A drunkard among the hounds
Strike me down Great Father with your might
Destroy the creeping ignorance in my heart
Strike me again Mighty Lord, Shining Master
Reborn this dark night to sprout and grow
Teach me your ways of cunning fellowship and discernment
Teach me to battle with the foes of peace both within and without
Let me ride along Your side through lands of legend
Your ever-flowing, never-ending feast sustains me
This blessed night and every night!
- Christopher Getz
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