I’d be no guest at the table of the Lord,
His food was not to be mine.
‘Cause I cursed His name every chance that I could,
And I reckon that’s why I’m still alive.
I’d be no guest at the table of the Lord,
His food was not to be mine.
‘Cause I cursed His name every chance that I could,
And I reckon that’s why I’m still alive.