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Wednesday, July 15, 2009

A Protestant Reflection On The Catholic Eucharist

I molest him not
Whose pious senses
Incline him to destroy
The skeptic’s errand-boy,
Rationalism.

And no more just occasion
For this noble refutation
Doth time and grace afford
Than at the Table,
The Table of the Lord.

Ah, noble Mystery
The fulcrum of History
Finished there
Present here
“Proclaim!” doth it declare.

A danger it is not
A snare it is not.
Though such Faith, not all queries
Doth it deflect,
To receive Our Lord, who can object?

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