Jami Smith

You Prepare A Table

Jami Smith


When the battle is fierce 
And the walls are crashing in 
And I have no place to go 

Surrounded by my foes 
Yet not alone 
There's one thing I know 
That they don't know 

You prepare a table for me 
And bless me in the presence of my enemies 
You fill me 'til my cup overflows 
You restore my soul 

If not for You I would surrender to my fears 
And hope would surely slip away 
I find comfort knowing You are near 
I'm ready to say 
Renew my strength 

I will lift up my eyes 
To where my help comes form 
I know You hear my cries 
You are my champion