112. At the Table of the King

1 I was starving in the desert
For a crumb of living bread,
When the Lord my wand’ring footsteps
To his own pavilion led.
Tho’ the waves may roll around me,
Shadows to the hillside cling,
Yet I’m feasting, daily feasting,
At the table of the King.

Refrain:
At the table of the King,
I am feasting at the table of the King;
Of his goodness I am telling,
Of his wondrous love I’ll sing.

2 I was wounded in the battle,
Crippled by the darts of sin,
But my Savior, in his mercy,
Brought his healing pow’r within;
For his uttermost salvation
Let unceasing praises ring,
While I’m feasting, daily feasting,
At the table of the King. [Refrain]

3 In his word there’s full provision,
For his children, goodly fare;
Here are milk and wine and honey,
Every blessing I may share;
His bright banner floats above me,
Love its spicy sweets will bring,
While I’m feasting, daily feasting,
At the table of the King. [Refrain]

Text Information
First Line: I was starving in the desert
Title: At the Table of the King
Author: E. E. Hewitt
Refrain First Line: At the table of the King
Language: English
Publication Date: 1900
Scripture:
Topic: Atonement; Christian Joy
Tune Information
Name: [I was starving in the desert]
Composer: J. Howard Entwisle



Media
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