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! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LITTLE GIRL FOUND, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE COMRADE JESUS by SARAH NORCLIFFE CLEGHORN TETHYS' FESTIVAL: SHADOWS by SAMUEL DANIEL THE ILIAD: ACHILLES OVER THE TRENCH by HOMER ALASKA by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER |