399 – Beneath the Forms of Outward Rite

1Beneath the forms of outward riteThy supper, Lord, is spreadIn every quiet upper roomWhere fainting souls are fed. 2The bread is always consecrateWhich men divide with men;And every act of brotherhoodRepeats Thy feast again. 3The blessed cup is only passedTrue memory of Thee,When life anew pours out its wineWith rich sufficiency. 4O Master, through these […]