And Jesus, crying out with a loud voice, said, “Father, into Your hands I commit My spirit.” ~Luke 23:46
His timbered table set for only one –
The life-bread broken, finest wine now poured
Into an earthen cup. This loving Son
Calls to His father, “This for You, My Lord.”
Into the hands that hold all living things
He offers one last meal of spirit food,
Who made the universe now humbly brings
Himself served up on blood-soaked, splintered wood.
His invitation draws me: “Come and dine.”
Upon this living viand I partake
And taste the bread and savor holy wine
That sate a hunger only He can slake.
Body, blood, the bread of life He gives
To feast on Him that all who eat may live.
(c) 2014 Clay Clarkson