At My Table - JJ Heller

This is for the powerless, the wounded and the weak

This is for the immigrant, and those who cannot speak

If the ground beneath your feet feels unstable

There’s a place, there’s a place for you

At my table

If you’re broken, you are welcome

If you’re outside looking in

If you have no place of your own

My door is open, it’s always open

To anyone wondering if you belong

To anyone who feels afraid and not that strong

If you wanted to be confident but you weren’t able

There’s a place, there’s a place for you

At my table

If you’re broken, you are welcome

If you’re outside looking in

If you have no place of your own

My door is open, it’s always open

Listen every pilgrim, when the road ahead is long

It doesn’t matter where you go, you’re never too far gone

Even if you’ve lost your way or been unfaithful

There’s a place, there’s a place for you

At my table

There’s a place, there’s a place for you

At my table

If you’re broken, you are welcome

If you’re outside looking in

If you have no place of your own

My door is open, it’s always open

My door is open, it’s always open