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The Communion
Why forms discuss, if that the soul is fled?Is the communion in the wine and bread;
Or in the loving hearts, that would draw near
A dying Savior's last command to hear?
Ah, still have met again that little band,
And in their midst the Savior still doth stand:
Where Love doth break the bread and pour the wine,
And they are one in fellowship divine.
How few this fellowship of love profess!
How few a dying Savior's name confess!
For what are rites and forms? an empty show,
If we their meaning, life, have ceased to know.
Quicken in us, O Lord, the dying love,
Fit us on earth for fellowship above;
Where holy friendships shall be made complete,
And all who love on earth again shall meet.
Poem No. 819; c. 23 November 1877
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