We come to this your table, Lord,
unburdened of our sin;
and as we kneel we see again
our free salvation bought with pain
and our new birth begin.

We come to this your table, Lord,
unworthy of your care;
yet love unbounded floods our souls,
confirms our faith, defines our goals,
and speaks of joys to share.

We come to this your table, Lord,
to take the bread and wine;
we go away with thankful hearts
for all the joy this feast imparts,
for this most precious sign.

And far from this your table, Lord,
when anxious cares invade,
help us remember this dear place,
your mighty power, your saving grace,
your table richly laid.