Corporis Christi Meditatio

Charity of Christ

 

My Charity is not my own,

To purchase I'm not able,

I only know the cross of Christ,

The love at altar's table.

 

Blood and water all poured out

In overflowing measure:

Reenactment of God's love,

His charity my treasure.

 

I have a will that loves him still,

I stumble and I falter.

However, I am much convinced

My strength comes from this altar.

 

There's mingling here of such a kind,

Extraordinary union,

I eat his body drink his blood

Unique, complete infusion.

 

This poem was used by permission of Sr. M. Regina Fredrickson OP from her book "Mercy Poured: Poetry as Prayer."  Sr. Mary Regina is part of the Queen of Peace Monastery in Squamish, British Columbia (Canada) -- a recent Dominican foundation there and the first of it's kind in Canada.  If you would like to read more of Sister's poetry you can purchase her book via mercypoured@yahoo.ca.  You can also find out more about the sisters and supporting that mission at www.dominicannunsbc.ca.