歌詞

The table's full of little gold

And I did not make the gold

I look at pumpkin, spice and bread

And syrup in the jar

And none of it began with me

It came from very far

From seed and sun and patient rain

And hands I'll never see

You crown the year with goodness, Lord

Your paths with plenty flow

And everything my table holds

Abounds because You sow

The little lamb is very still

Beside my folded hands

As if it knows the kitchen's turned

Into a thankful land

So let me pause before I eat

And bow my head a while

You crown the year with goodness, Lord

Your paths with plenty flow

And everything my table holds

Abounds because You sow

You crown the year with Your good gifts

The psalm has sung it clear

And every autumn table proves

Abundance follows near

Mmm... mmm... mmm

You crown the year with goodness, Lord

Your paths with plenty flow

And everything my table holds

Abounds because You sow

You crown the year with goodness, Lord

Your paths with plenty flow

And everything my table holds

Abounds because You sow

The table's full of little gold

And all of it is grace