Forty Eight
- O broken bread of body torn
Which broke the Tomb on Easter Morn,
O living wine of life outpoured
Which fills our veins with Our Dear Lord:
Transformed by Thee to us are given,
Our food uniting earth and Heaven. - O Lamb of God for all our sin
And shepherd kind who gathers in;
O love's reply to earthly vice,
The Priest and supreme sacrifice:
Incarnate Love in bread and wine,
Our harbinger of the divine.