Who has this whisper?
Say your sins at the alter!
Not your neighbours..
Only yours shall the Lord honour.
Do not bring your gossip.
But only a heart of worship.
Ready for supper;
When the Lords body returns.
To feed your soul and starve your flesh;
This do in remembrance and be refresh.
Worthy for the Lords return;
Free from life's ruins.
'this do in remembrance of me ',
The Lords word!
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