As I Saw the Trays that Lie Before

As I saw the trays that lie before
I felt a witness all anew
Of the sacredness of our Lord
And that He shares of Himself too

To take His body and His blood
Took on new meaning to me
A wash of gratitude in me did flood
And through new eyes I see

He knows us all and wait for us
To seek Him again and again
For we must learn to humbly trust
That He is indeed our best friend

With His Spirit, we take His name
And His countenance upon us
Truly, then, we are not the same
As we are numbered with Jesus

And with His light, we are His hands,
And His voice, to spread His word
That more might hear and understand
His glad message to be heard