Have you made your preparation for the banquet he's prepared When you get your invitation, promise me that you'll be there Can't you hear the master say, friend, it's time to celebrate Meet me at the table just inside the gate
Meet me at the table at the breaking of the bread Meet me over yonder where the millions will be fed Come and join the celebration, heaven's wedding bells will ring Meet me at the table of the king
Now there's a way that you can make it, though old Satan says Don't try. Make that promise, then don't break it, then you'll meet me by and by Keep your lamps all trimmed and burning with no shadow of a doubt For the bridegroom is returning, don't let your lamp go out
