Behold the lamb of God.
Behold him who takes away the sins of the world.
It was if I was a lightning rod.
Through which  the wings of doubts  were furled.

It was at this moment in the mass.
That at these words I believed.
Into something else we seem to pass.
All doubts momentarily seem ill conceived.

And then the moment passes.
But the memories remain.
As we wait for other masses.
And this second again and again.

As the host is held high.
Our heart says a heartfelt aye.

…….

The host is raised high
We see, we hear and believe
Then belief passes

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See Eucharistic prayer of the mass.