Of the Blessed Sacrament of the Altar
The God of Hosts in slender host doth dwell,
Yea, God and man with all to either due,
That God that rules the heavens and rifled hell,
That man whose death did us to life renew:
That God and man that is the angels’ bliss,
In form of bread and wine our nurture is.
Whole may His body be in smallest bread,By St. Robert Sothwell
Whole in the whole, yea whole in every crumb;
With which be one or be ten thousand fed,
All to each one, to all but one doth come;
And though each one as much as all receive,
Not one too much, nor all too little have.
HT, and the rest of the poem: The Oxford Book of English Verse
2 comments:
Wendy,
Was Robert Southwell a reformation saint? I like his poem The Burning Babe, but hadn't read this one before. Thank you for sharing!
Yes, I believe so. I have a book called Flowers from Heaven which is christian poetry (mostly Catholic) from the last one or two thousand years. I've found all sorts of poets and poems that I'd never heard of!
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