Praise we Christ's immortal Body,
And his Precious Blood we praise.
Born of royal, Virgin Mother.
He shall reign to save all nations.
Evermore he wins our praise.

Coming forth from spotless Virgin,
He for us was born a man.
Sowing seeds of truth among us,
He fulfilled the Father's plan.
Then his final night upon him,
Wondrously that night began.

On the eve of that last supper,
Breaking bread with chosen friends,
He obeys the Law's directions
Even as the Old Law ends.
Now he hands the twelve a new bread,
His own flesh with their flesh blends.

By a word, the Word embodied
Changes common bread and wine:
Bread becomes his holy body
Wine is made, his body divine
Though this truth evades the senses,
Faith unveils the sacred sign.