In bread We Bring you Lord

In bread we bring you Lord, our body’s’

labour. In wine we offer you our spirit’s

grief. We do not ask you, Lord, who is my

neighbor? But stand united now, in one

belief. For we have gladly heard your

Word, your holy Word, and now in answer,

Lord, our gifts we bring. Our selfish hearts

make true, our failing faith renew, our life

belongs to you, our Lord and King.

The bread we offer you is blessed and

broken, and it becomes for us our spirit’s

food. Over the cup we bring, your Word is

spoken; Make it your gift to us, your healing

blood. Take all that daily toil, plants in our

heart’s poor soil, take all we start and spoil,

each hopeful dream.

The chances we have missed, the graces we

resist, Lord, in thy Eucharist, take and redeem.