歌詞

I look at all this lovely spread

And know I set it — twice

My hands laid out the cloth and cups

The scones, the little tower

But every good behind the good

Was given by another

The wheat, the fruit, the quiet house

The strength I worked the week with

You prepare a table for me

My cup is running over

The week that chased me all five days

Sits quiet now, moreover

I used to think rewards were earned

By running twice as fast

But this spread table teaches me

The rest was grace at last

So here's my thanks in steam and lace

Still rising, soft and slow

You prepare a table for me

My cup is running over

The week that chased me all five days

Sits quiet now, moreover

A table set in busy times

Is shelter, sure and small

Goodness and mercy follow me

The lace, the cups, and all

Mmm... mmm... mmm

You prepare a table for me

My cup is running over

The week that chased me all five days

Sits quiet now, moreover

You prepare a table for me

My cup is running over

The week that chased me all five days

Sits quiet now, moreover

I look at all this lovely spread

And bow my head, and smile