Eucharistic Meditations

Forty Four

  1. Jesus, The shadow of Thy Cross is long,
    It weaves its way into my joyful song,
    It is embossed on raiment glad and sweet
    Marking the triumph in Thy sad defeat.
  2. Yet triumph hides Thy torture on the Cross,
    The outcome dims the cruel reality,
    The saving ritual of Eucharist
    Obscures the hours of human agony.
  3. May I with every piece of bread I take,
    With every drop of Sacred wine I sip,
    Remember that Your suffering for my sake
    is the foundation of our fellowship.