An upper room with evening lamps ashine, the twelve disciples, and the table spread; now in our turn Christ bids us pour the wine, and in remembrance bless and break the bread. We see by faith upon the cross displayed his body broken and his blood outpoured; in that dread robe of majesty arrayed we gaze in worship on the dying Lord. Dead for our sins, yet reigning now above, still to our hearts we find his presence given; take for ourselves the pledges of his love, foretaste and token of that feast in heaven. So send us out to love and serve and praise, filled with his Spirit, as the Master said: love, joy and peace the wine of all our days, Christ and his life our true and living bread.