I went to the heavenly banquet,
To the table that Jesus had set,
and broke the bread and drank the wine
nourishing this poor soul of mine.

Then my spirit soared heavenward
as before His furnished table I stood.
Knowing that He loved me so much
and feeling His tender loving touch.

I felt so privileged and so satisfied
dining there with Jesus the crucified.
The wine was rich and the bread so sweet
when I worshipped there at Jesus’ feet.

In His Banqueting House my soul was fed
with heavens’ choicest wine and bread
and as I dined with my Lord Jesus there
His banner over me was of loving care.

Song of Solomon 2:4: He brought me to the banqueting house,
And his banner over me was love.