O' wondrous   Eucharist                                                             

You are,

Where the Seraphin and Cherubim, stare in awe,

And we,

We ache for your Majestic presence,

O' little bread, unchanging,

Keeping structure, that God willed into existence,

In addition, the form human hands have made,

Brought forth before God's alter,

And to his minister,

The commissioned sculptor,

The priest,

Those priestly hands,

Special and privileged,

With authority and power, handed down,

Continues the last supper,

And thus,

Is able to,

Join,

The unchanging bread, the unchanging God,

In addition, the two become one,

The holy spirit has come on you,

God's power has rested on you,

For that reason,

O' divine Sacrament,

We call you the son of God,

You Jesus,

True presence,

Body, blood, soul and divinity,

Our sacrifice,

The word becoming flesh,

And dwelling among us,

In this way Jesus, you take away sin,

Let us devour you, conceivable mystery,

Therefore, we may receive Holy communion,

The anchor,

Your call to Mass intended.