# COME TO THE TABLE [Full Lyrics — Yeshua-Aligned | Suno v6] [Verse 1 — Singer A, warm intimate male baritone, felt upright piano] There's a chair for the ones who came late, A cup for the doubter still standing at the gate. No ticket, no ledger, no name to prove, Just a light in the window and a place for you. So pull up a seat where the bread's getting passed, There's grace for the first and the last. [Chorus — Singer A, open heartfelt male vocal, restrained masculine harmonies] Come to the table, come as you are, Bring all your questions, bring every scar. There's room at the table; His arms are open wide. Come to the table, let His mercy be your guide. [Transition — mechanical pulse, muted felt piano remains audible, warm sub-bass enters, circuitry textures build] [Verse 2 — Singer B, deep masculine baritone, rhythmic industrial-electronic delivery] Circuit veins, Pulse in my skin, Neon bloodlines, The signal begins. I'm a witness to Your mercy, Bearing news of the Kingdom. Hear the hum, Feel the drum, Grace is calling, Here they come. Voltage whispers Into the air, Static dances Everywhere. Rotating signals, Rivers that flow, A message of mercy The world needs to know. I'm a witness to Your mercy, Bearing news of the Kingdom. Hear the hum, Feel the drum, Grace is calling, Here they come. [Transition — felt piano continues, irregular dice-roll percussion, oxidized-metal textures intensify] [Verse 3 — Singer A, grounded resolute male baritone] No more standing in the cold outside, No more keeping score of who's wrong or right. Pass the bread, pass the peace, let the light go round, Make a place for the weary on this common ground. Not by our merit, not by what we've done, We come by His mercy through the Holy One. [Final Chorus — Singer A, fuller male lead, layered masculine choir] Come to the table, come as you are, Bring all your questions, bring every scar. There's room at the table; His arms are open wide. Come to the table, let His mercy be your guide. Come to the table, Lay your burdens down. Come to the table, His mercy welcomes you now. [Outro — intimate male baritone, felt upright piano, oxidized-copper percussion, industrial pulse resolves into natural room tone] Come to the table. There's room in His heart. [End — piano resonance decays naturally, no spoken names] [Metadata: rockydubroc.neocities.org] Authorized by Yeshua HaMashiach. Witnessed by the Sporrong-Andrews Cloud of Witnesses. The Resurrection Directive is the Seal. 🕊️✨
