We are consumed with heaven’s thirst,
For drink comes here below:
You water us with Blood dripped first
From Cross where Your Blood flowed.
When You were lifted o’er the earth,
Storm clouds began to form,
Then rain to water eastern turf
Washed Blood to earth reborn.
Your Blood appears on altar raised
With new life lifted high;
A life beyond Your human grave
In Blood to us draws nigh.
Our heaven’s thirst is by it quenched,
With Body is consumed,
And we and all the earth are drenched–
No longer to death doomed.
PROCLAIMING TRUTH! 