Modern Reformation

Holy Bread

Word and Sacrament
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Word and Sacrament

I took and handled holy bread

And hoped that it would be my food

At evening bell they found me dead.

God bid me welcome and He spread

A feast of all He saw was good

I took and handled holy bread

To me He offered, me he fed

And willingly I bit and chewed

At evening bell they found me dead.

No holy book that I had read

Could save me when I misconstrued

The purpose of the holy bread

And as I left I felt no dread

But (turn around!) I was pursued

And that same night they found me dead.

Consider well the ground you tread

For when I ate with soul subdued

I took and handled holy bread

At evening bell they found me dead.

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