O Lord,
I take this bread and
eat your Body
O Lord,
I take this wine and
drink your blood
Taste and see my Lord is all goodness
Happy are those who take refuge in Him
Fill me with your spirit and grace
Take my heavy burden away
Lord, I give You praise and compliment
How beautiful is your dwelling
How my soul longs for you
How my spirit rekindles with Your salvation
I'm too tired and weary
Need a resting place
Lord, Jesus, give me a peaceful place
Take your dwelling as my safe haven
My Lord, My refuge
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This poem was about my reflection on Lord Jesus to give me a peaceful refuge as my final destiny. To take and eat the body of Jesus and drink His Blood during Holy communion are the best way to take refuge every Sunday.