Holy Communion Comments

O God of Mercy, God of Might, How should pale sinners bear the sight, If, as Thy power in surely here, Thine open glory should appear? For now Thy people are allowed To scale the mount and pierce the cloud, And Faith may feed her eager view With wonders Sinai never knew. Fresh from th' atoning sacrifice The world's Creator bleeding lies. That man, His foe, by whom He bled, May take Him for his daily bread. O agony of wavering thought When sinners first so near are brought! It is my Maker- dare I stay? My Saviour- dare I turn away? words from another age time resonate with questions belief intermixed with ultimate reality choices