An Awe-Full Mystery Is Here

An awe-full mys­te­ry is here

To chal­lenge faith and wak­en fear:

The Sav­ior comes as food di­vine

Concealed in earth­ly bread and wine.

This world is love­less—but above

What won­drous bound­less­ness of love!

The King of Gl­ory stoops to me

My spir­it’s life and strength to be.

In con­se­crat­ed wine and bread

No eye per­ceives the mys­te­ry dread;

But Je­sus’ words are strong and clear;

My bo­dy and My blood are here.

How dull are all the pow­ers of sense

Employed on proofs of love im­mense!

The rich­est food re­mains un­seen

And high­est gifts ap­pear—how mean!

But here we have no boon on earth

And faith alone dis­cerns its worth.

The Word

not sense

must be our guide

And faith as­sure since sight’s de­nied.

Lord

show us still that Thou art good

And grant us ev­er­more this food.

Give faith to ev­ery wa­ver­ing soul

And make each wound­ed spir­it whole.