Calling

Calling, calling, did you hear?

Come my children, far and near.

To the wedding of the Bride:

My fatlings are killed, and all things are ready; the wine is mixed - Uncle Eddie!

I am purging my floor; gathering wheat in my garner;

My invitations are out: Bring your joy, and your laughter!

Calling, calling, gather near; listen children; Father's hear.

Listening to His Son: the One Who is, and is to come.

For the glory which is given Him:

Come to Papa, flee from sin.