1 The life within the standing corn,
cut down and crushed, for us is made
the symbol of a hope reborn.
New seed is sown: a debt is paid.

2 The life within the swelling grape,
cut down and crushed, becomes the wine:
shed blood wherein is all our hope.
New buds will grow upon the vine.

3 We drink this wine and eat this bread,
sustaining soul and body still,
as we recall the blood once shed
at Calvary, upon that hill.

4 The body racked with agony,
cut down and crushed with blood and pain:
but death shall not have mastery,
for what was crushed now lives again.

Stephen Horsfall (fl.1990)
© Stephen Horsfall/Jubilate Hymns Ltd
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