Holy Bond
Spread on a table that man had not made
Rained down from heaven now in the glade
Heavenly flakes much whiter than frost
Gather it quickly for in the heat it be lost
Take what you need and store none away
My directions abide that no one shall stray
Sweet be the taste, different for each one
The bread of the angels for now till I come
One jar before Me for those yet to come
A bountiful harvest do remember this one
As a sign of My covenant place in the Ark
Your hunger abated walk not in the dark
When thousands sat down upon the grass
I provided for their needs with this repast
A handful of loaves before them I broke
Leftovers there were, after I had spoke
Share now this table fashioned by man
Loaves you have broken because you can
Changed into My body, not a mere sign
A Holy Bond between your heart and Mine
All of My people, I place before you a choice
Pray that your reason has heeded My voice
But beware of temptation clouding your view
Accept now this morsel that I offer to you
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