The Table Lyrics


by Anna Childs

You’re present in the aching, You sit with me in tensions
Drawing ever closer to me, Drawing ever closer to me
You welcome all my anger, Your eyes stay full of mercy
I don’t have to clean myself up, I don’t have to clean myself

lead me to the table, when no
just glad
You always knew
Even where I’ve You feet I can come

body for Your is all I
You invited to come You invited to come
You to the Even I offering
You here

You lead table, when I no offering
You just I’m
while feast, We hope while grieve
We can the And breathe

weep while feast, can hope while
We can the burden, breathe
We can weep while we feast, can hope
can off just breathe

ashes, for
Because your kindness
I’m
I free

It’s by blood of
You to Your
when have no offering
just that I’m

You me to Your
when
are just that I’m
Oh, I’m so glad here