Bringing gifts of bread and wine, soon to be our sacred food.
May our gifts be pleasing, Lord, for this meal we share,
As we recall Your feast of love with symbol, song and prayer.
Gathered here before Your altar, giving, Lord, our gifts of praise,
Just as Abraham and Moses offered in those ancient days.
We are nourished by Your Gospel and by broken bread when shared;
We sing praises while Your altar and the gifts are now prepared.
Greater love no one has given than Your flesh and blood as food;
We recall in this thanksgiving Your last supper here renewed.
Jerry Brubaker
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