At the Feast THIS is not only bread and wine — Thy body and Thy blood — It is Thyself, Thy Life Divine, That is our spirit's food. It is the feast of Life, not death, That now we celebrate; Breathe into us Thy Spirit's breath, As here for Thee we wait! Thou art alive! O let us be To life in Thee restored! The new wine of Thy Kingdom we Would drink with Thee, dear Lord! |
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