[Intro — Gentle Acoustic Guitar, Pedal Steel] [Male, intimate] I was sixteen, chasing neon lights, Running from home on a Friday night, Thought I had all the time in the world, Till the dark got louder than the words I’d heard. [Female, soft harmony] Mmm… ooo… [Verse 1 — Male Lead] Mama kept a Bible by the kitchen door, Said, “Son, Jesus loves you more and more.” But I traded truth for a fast-lane song, Told myself the wrong road couldn’t last too long. I wore my shame like an old black coat, Kept my prayers down deep in my throat, Then one quiet night when I had nowhere to run, I heard mercy whisper, “Child, come home.” [Pre-Chorus — Female Joins] [Female] No lock was too broken, no heart too far, No lost soul hidden beyond His arms. [Both] He called my name in the middle of my fear, Said, “My table is ready, and there’s still room here.” [Chorus — Both, Emotional] There’s still room at the table, Still grace in the cup, For the weary and the wounded, For the ones who’ve given up. Jesus threw the doors wide open, Love has made a way through, If you’re lost, if you’re hurting, He is calling out to you. Ooo… come in, come in… Mmm… there’s still room. [Verse 2 — Female Lead] I knew a girl who kept her head held high, Smiled for the world while she cried at night. Every broken promise, every hidden scar, Made her believe she’d gone too far. But the Savior met her at an old church pew, With a cross, an empty grave, and a love made new. He said, “I bore your sin, I rose again, You don’t have to earn the welcome in.” [Pre-Chorus — Male Joins] [Male] The poor, the blind, the broken hearts, [Female] The ones the world has pushed apart. [Both] From every road, from near and far, He calls us as we are. [Chorus — Both, Bigger] There’s still room at the table, Still grace in the cup, For the weary and the wounded, For the ones who’ve given up. Jesus threw the doors wide open, Love has made a way through, If you’re lost, if you’re hurting, He is calling out to you. Ooo… come in, come in… Mmm… there’s still room. [Bridge — Piano Builds, Worshipful] [Female] They rolled the stone in front of hope, [Male] But heaven had the final word. [Both] On the third day, Jesus rose, And every chain that held us broke. [Female] From the cross to the empty tomb— [Male] He made a place, He made a room. [Both, rising] Come from the highways, come from the hills, Come with your questions, come with your wounds still. The King is calling, His mercy is true, “Compel them to come in—My house will be full.” [Final Chorus — Full Band, Big Harmonies] There’s still room at the table, Still grace in the cup, For the weary and the wounded, For the ones who’ve given up. Jesus threw the doors wide open, And the grave could not hold Him down. Every sinner, every stranger, Come and lay your burdens down. There’s still room at the table, Hear His open invitation, From a teenage runaway To every tribe and every nation. Heaven’s lights are burning bright, And the Father’s calling you: Ooo… come in, come in… Mmm… there’s still room for you. [Outro — Acoustic Guitar, Pedal Steel, Soft Choir] [Male and Female, tender] There’s still room… At His table… Jesus, thank You… For making a way.
