AVE VERUM CORPUS NATUM

by: Robert Hugh Benson (1871-1914)

      ail, true Body born of Mary,
      Which for man was crucified;
      Lo, the mingled blood and water,
      Flowing from the pierced Side!

      Lord of Life Who once did'st suffer,
      When we draw our latest breath,
      Be to us our Food and succour
      In the awful hour of death!

"Ave Verum Corpus Natum" is reprinted from Poems. Robert Hugh Benson. New York: P.J. Kenedy & Sons, 1914.

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