Saint Francis, bless my table's spread: This water and this broken bread. Grant me the heart of thankfulness For this the portion thou dost bless: The grace to see The Bread and Wine Set forth in Heavenly candleshine. With holy joying I would sup, Cleaning the platter and the cup. Saint Francis, bless my poverty: This portion and the heart of me, Through thy great love, Amen. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EILEEN AROON by GERALD JOSEPH GRIFFIN THE SETTLER: AMERICA IN THE MAKING by ALFRED BILLINGS STREET DEAD LOVE by MARY MATHEWS ADAMS THE LAST CAESAR, 1851-1870 by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH GOODFRYDAY (TO A BASE AND TWO TREBLES) by JOSEPH BEAUMONT THE HOUSE AT EVENING by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |