VERSE

 

O blessed Lord, with one consent

We come, obedient to Thy claim;

To Thee, O Lord, is our desire,

To Thy remembrance and Thy Name.

 

We look around upon the saints

And see a workmanship divine;

A holy circle formed in love,

Who treasure that blest Name of Thine.

 

This simple service shall go on:

Till Thou dost come, Thy death we show;

But, through these emblems of that death,

A love unsearchable we know.

 

The bread bespeaks Thy body given,

The cup Thy blood poured out for us;

We do what Thou wouldst have us do,

And blessed Lord, recall Thee thus.

 

E.C.B.

LONDON 1961