Offertory

We place upon your table a humble loaf of bread:
the gift of field and hillside, the grain by which
we have fed; we come to taste the presence of him
on whom we feed, to strengthen and connect us,
to challenge and correct us, to love in word and deed.

We come to your feast {2} the young and the old,
the frightened, the bold, the greatest and the least.
We come to your feast {2} with the fruit of our
lands and the work of our hands,
we come to your feast.

We place upon your table a simple cup of wine:
the fruit of human labour, the gift of sun and vine;
we come to taste the presence of him we
claim as Lord, his dying and his living, his leading
and his giving, his love in cup outpoured.