|Poems by Mollie Caird (1922-2000)
|Hymn for Holy Communion
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|Lord Christ, who made the fire upon the shore|
And cooked a meal for those poor fishermen,
Did they not feel the hot coals of thy love
Burn in their souls to make them strong again?
Have we, like Peter, heard the crowing cock
Sound like a knell to bring our proud hearts down?
Yet may we see the red jewels of thy love
Ablaze like rubies in thy thorny crown.
With Judas we have gone into the night,
With Pilate we have washed our hands of thee,
Yet may we see the fair flowers of thy love
Break forth like roses from the dreadful Tree.
Here at thy table we may eat the bread
Which feeds the hunger of the heart and mind,
And here may drink the rich wine of thy love
That satisfies the thirst of all mankind.