Wounded and forsaken I was shattered by the fall Broken and forgotten Feeling lost and all alone Summoned by the King Into the Master's courts Lifted by the Savior And cradled in His arms I was carried to the table Seated where I don't belong Carried to the table Swept away by His love And I don't see my brokenness anymore When I'm seated at the table of the Lord I'm carried to the table The table of the Lord Fighting thoughts of fear Wondering why He called my name Am I good enough to share this cup This world has left me lame Even in my weakness The Savior called my name In His Holy presence I'm healed and unashamed You carried me, my God You carried me