Come all you who thirst. Come, come to the water.
You who have no money, come and buy and eat.
Come buy milk and wine. Come with pockets empty.
Give ear, follow me, and eat all that is good.
As the rain and snow falls down from the heavens,
watering the earth on leaf and through the root,
so the word of my mouth is bread for the eater.
The seed stays inside until the bearer dies.
Go forth in my joy; go forth in my peace.
Flowers and the hills swell in redemption songs.
All the trees of the fields clap leafy hands,
and briars turn to clover for ever and amen.
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