Lord, here our faith is fed
as we break this bread,
feeling your tender touch
knowing you love us so much
How can we ever show
the debt of love we owe,
as from your hand we receive
the forgiveness that we need?
Lord, in this sacred way
each one of us can say;
thank you for dying for me,
thank you for setting me free.
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