We sing of God, immortal yet among us
His body broken here as on the cross
His blood poured out, a sacrifice unequaled
Eternal Word, contained in signs of loss
O mystery, O sacrament most holy
On bended knees, we worship and adore
A world of sin, a legacy of hatred
He bled and died our life, our hope to claim
Enduring shame and agony relentless
For our salvation, Christ the Lord was slain
O mystery, O sacrament most holy
On bended knees we worship and adore
From age to age, this sacrifice unending
In lives destroyed by poverty and fear
His body lives in beating hearts so lowly
And death has died, in place a love so near
O mystery, O sacrament most holy
On bended knees we worship and adore
In every land, in every race and language
In hearts unborn, in faces aged and worn
The God of love, in countless incarnations
His gracious voice in endless echoes born
O mystery, O sacrament most holy
On bended knees we worship and adore
Believers all, bow down in awe and wonder
The King of Glory breaks into this place
Forgiving all our sin and lack of courage
Removing all our guilt with his great grace
O mystery, O sacrament most holy
On bended knees we worship and adore
Come Men of Christ, present your lives in service
His flesh and blood, his sacrifice to share
Our bodies broken on here upon the altar
Our blood poured out, to heal the world’s despair
O mystery, O sacrament most holy
On bended knees we worship and adore
