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