We place up-on Your tab-^Cle, a gleaming cloth of whit^Ge, The weaving of our stor-^Cies, the fabric of our live^Ds The dreams of those be-f^Gore us, ^Em the an-cient hopeful c^Cries The promise of our ^Gfuture, our needing and our ^Amnur-ture, li^De here before our ^Geyes.

We come to your ^Cfeast, we come to your f^Geast, The young and the ^Emold, the frightened, the ^Abold, the greatest and the ^Dleast. We come to your ^Cfeast, we come to your f^Geast, With the fruit of our ^Amlands, and the work of our ^Dhands, We come to your f^Geast

We place upon your ^Ctable a humble loaf of ^Gbread The gift of field and ^Chill-side, the grain by which we’re ^Dfed We come to taste the ^Gpresence^Em of Him on whom we ^Cfeed To strengthen and co^Gn-nect us, to chal-lenge and cor-^Amrect us, To^D loving word and ^Gdeed

We come to your ^Cfeast, we come to your f^Geast, The young and the ^Emold, the frightened, the ^Abold, the greatest and the ^Dleast. We come to your ^Cfeast, we come to your f^Geast, With the fruit of our ^Amlands, and the work of our ^Dhands, We come to your f^Geast

We place upon your ^Ctable a simple cup of ^Gwine The fruit of human l^Ca-bor, the gift of sun and ^Dvine We come to taste the ^Gpresence^Em of him we claim as ^DLord His dying and his ^Gliving, His leading and his ^Amgiving Hi^Ds loving cup out-p^Goured

We come to your ^Cfeast, we come to your f^Geast, The young and the ^Emold, the frightened, the ^Abold, the greatest and the ^Dleast. We come to your ^Cfeast, we come to your f^Geast, With the fruit of our ^Amlands, and the work of our ^Dhands, We come to your f^Geast

We gather round your ^Ctable because we feel op-^Gpressed To stand beside our neigh^C-bors we name the stranger ^Dguest The feast is spread be-^Gfore us ^Em You bid us come and ^Ddine The blessing we’ll un-^Gcover In sharing we’ll ^Amdiscover, You^Dr substance and your ^Gsign

Michael Joncas - We come to your feast