THERE'S ALWAYS ROOM AT THE TABLE

by CharlesRobey
(Trussville AL)

Come home my child to rest, From the evil stand be blessed
There's always room at the table
The road was long and dusty, And your weary sole is rusty
There's always room at the table
Too long now you've been dreary, As life's journey has been weary
There's always room at the table
The feast is now made able, Draw a chair and sit at My table
There's always room at the table
The spread is ready for basking, The banquet ready for asking
There's always room at the table
The invitation is waiting the grateful, God's Grace is always faithful
There's always room at the table
Redemptions plan is complete for all, Who by faith will answer the call
There's always room at the table
The cross still has room for one, Loves deed was eternally done.
There's always room at the table


I can remember growing up when the evening meal was a major production around our house. The table would always be crammed full of homemade vegetables, meat and desert. Not to mention those big Baptist Biscuits. We would always have company come by. And you know what, there was always room to pull up an extra chair.

Isn't that like our Heavenly Father. He never turns anyone away from the acceptance of His free Grace, by our faith, (Ephesians 2:8-9), through the shed blood of Christ at Calvary(Hebrews 9:14).

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