The Wooden Cup

Drink from my cup

The Saviour gently urges

It is simple, carved from wood

But it is the best I have for you


I put no adornment on it

No embellishments to convince you

I give you my word

That this drink is all you have hoped for


Feel the deep graining of the wood

It is rugged, holds no charm

But a story of sacrifice is engraved in it

That makes this drink priceless


The water does not sparkle

Nor give off copious clouds of fragrance

It is crystal clear

Pure and unadulterated


Contained in each drop

Is enough life to revive a desert

One sip

And you will never be thirsty again


Part 1 – The Chalice

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