"Here grows the cure of all, this fruit divine, Fair to the eye, inviting to the taste, Of virtue to make wise; what hinders then To reach, and feed at once both body and mind? So saying, her rash hand in evil hour Forth reaching to the fruit, she pluck'd, she eat."
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We are all part of His one Body;
Christ, and the Father Godhead. This is the
Bread of Life; the energy of all things.
Created once, broken, and shared for
all Eternity. It is the force that
sustains us; the gift of life; God’s gift to all of us.
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I am become like an embryo; Him, bred
Inside of an almighty Godhead, the father;
The anointed one who was chosen, Holy:
Onto the mother Mary Virgin, and Joseph.
Like St. John the Baptist, the Holy Spirit
Righteously proclaimed by Zechariah and Simeon
The Messiah has come upon me, relentlessly;
Onto the breast, there children feed with mercy.
Like those meek and humble, entering
The Kingdom of Heaven, art rendering
The heart palpable, in ecstatic motions;
Onto the Spirit, where man is converted.
Holy: Christ offers the Apostles His Host
A gift, the one and only, given, bespoke
To all of you, truthfully, eternal, pure
And ever Faithfully. Amen.
The Angel spoke thus:
My Father gave
In charge to me
This child of earth
From its birth, even
To serve and save,
Alleluia,
And Saviour is He.
This Child of clay
To me was given,
To rear and train
By sorrow and pain
In the narrow way,
Alleluia,
From earth to heaven.
