It is his body«
but is»
as his body and blood,
but not
a cannibal;
not in the hands of the priest
no genuflection, no person,
-just is-
a transubstantiation
as the 'body mystical' is asserted again.
Wine please....
*{'by the flesh
we eat, and the blood we drink at His table' -Lancelot Andrewes}
© S. Wesley Mcgranor
12/15/20
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