Where does our salvation start? Where else but here in the human heart! We need not wait until all is proved Before we know we are known and loved. The door is open, the table spread: Come unto me, the Saviour said. Lord, we come! like those of old Some slow to follow, some overbold, Today's disciples, our services flawed By sins and faults, by tasks ignored. The door is open, the table spread: You are my friends, the Saviour said. We, your Church, confess our blame: We let survival become our aim. The times are hard, the tide is out; We feed the hungry on crusts of doubt. The door is open, the table spread: Where is your faith? the Saviour said. Lord, we come, your People still; Renew us in spirit to do your will, To feed the hungry and end the strife That makes a hell of our common life. The door is open, the table spread: Love one another, the Saviour said.