Poem by Lucy Larcom

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!

1. Woman’s Easter
2. Praying Always
3. Hymns of a Day
4. Nearer to Christ
5. Himself He Cannot Save

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