As I sat at the table
I couldn't help but wonder
Im in the presence of my fears
But I'm also in the presence God
The room began to whisper
I could hear not all were lies
In fact they spoke more truth
I could see the look in Jesus eyes
How did I get myself in this situation
Im faced with the truth about myself
But by what measure of good do I measure myself of I'm the one measuring
My heart began to POUND
Its like my breathe began to choke me
If I can hear this then so can God
Lord remove me from this table please demote me.
I looked across the table
And there was Jesus seated
The heated conversations
Felt like all my victories defeated
But Jesus spoke no words
What does his silence mean
My most feared moments
Brought before the king
I couldn't hide my guilt
I could not save myself
Is this what it has come to
My good deeds on the shelf
Where is your grace so deep
And your love that never ends
Jesus will you save me
I think this must be hell
My reasoning began objecting
I can justify the things I did
But I had to remember one thing
Even thought I'm in the storm
The storm is not in me.
So I had to search my soul
And pour out all my heart
But to who was Jesus listening
Could he tell us two apart
Then silence struck the room
The moment had arrived
Will Jesus take my side
Or will this turn the tables
Will they feast at Jesus side
He said was forgiven
Before they said word
Nothing and no one can change that
For he is the shepherd
He does not follow the herd
What kind of grace is this
It only hit me now
I should not have said a word
His wonder working power
Already saved me from this world
