Full Lyrics
VERSE 1
We place upon your table a gleaming cloth of white:
the weaving of our stories, the fabric of our lives;
the dreams of those before us, the ancient hopeful cries,
the promise of our future; our needing and our nurture lie here before our eyes.
CHORUS
We come to your feast, we come to your feast:
the young and the old, the frightened the bold the greatest and the least.
We come to your feast, we come to your feast
with the fruit of our lands and the work of our hands, we come to your feast.
VERSE 2
We place upon your table a humble loaf of bread:
the gift of field and hillside, the grain by which we're fed;
we come to taste the presence of him on whom we feed,
to strengthen and connect us, to challenge and correct us, to love in word and deed.
VERSE 3
We place upon your table a simple cup of wine:
the fruit of human labour, the gift of sun and vine;
we come to taste the presence of him we claim as Lord,
his dying and his living, his leading and his giving, his love in cup outpoured.
VERSE 4
We gather 'round your table we pause within our quest;
we stand beside our neighbours, we name the stranger 'guest'.
The feast is spread before us; you bid us come and dine:
in blessing we'll uncover, in sharing we'll discover your substance and your sign.
