PANIS ANGELICUS

“O bread of angels”
Feed my weary, hungry soul
God’s manna unseen

Trembling faith discovers
Eternal source of life’s food
Dependence uncovers

Present sacrament
Moment encased in celestial
The second advent

God’s mighty purpose
Unfolding miraculously
Like a delicate rose

God’s self to reveal
Transforming ordinary place
To mystical feel

Like my good Shepherd
Provide green grass and water
Reality blurred

Oneness to commune
Devotion stirs my heart strings
Panis angelicus