[Spoken: Malcolm Guite]
How can I praise you, Isaac, for this gift
Whereby you voice the height and depth of grace?
I sing your words and feel my spirit lift
Into a realm of utter thankfulness
How can I praise a man who shuns all praise
And pours contempt on any fame or pride?
Don’t praise or even notice me, he says,
But turn your eyes unto the One who died
Lose all your life in Christ and he will save
Prostrate yourself and He will lift you up
His Love will raise you even from the grave
Sorrow and love are minglеd in the cup
Christ drains for you. Sorrow and love combine
As Hе gives all He is in bread and wine