The Table

I will feast at the table of the Lord I will feast at the table of the Lord I won't hunger anymore At His table I will feast at the table of the Lord I will feast at the table of the Lord I won't hunger anymore At His table Come all you weary; come and find His yoke is easy; His burden light He is able; He will restore At the table of the Lord There is peace at the table of the Lord There is peace at the table of the Lord I won't worry anymore At His table There is healing at the table of the Lord There is healing at the table of the Lord I won't suffer anymore At His table Come all you weary; come and find His yoke is easy; His burden light He is able; He will restore At the table of the Lord I know He has a place for me Oh, what joy will fill my heart With the saints around the mercy seat of God Come all you weary; come and find His yoke is easy; his burden light He is able; He will restore At the table of the Lord At the table of the Lord I'm invited to the table of the Lord I'm invited to the table of the Lord He says, "Come just as you are" To His table