The grace before the supper off pat:
But I feel bad, Lord, because
I know that the lads outside are hungry.
The food on our plates which is so rich
Is too much and there are those not far away
Who have nothing.

I am thankful for all I have received,
Praise You, Lord, for my generous helping
But mindful too that beyond the walls
Of our houses there is the emptiness of famine.

My cup runneth over, my cupboards are stocked,
Maybe guests are invited, but I fear
You will not be there, Lord, because You are outside
With those at the gate.