The cup of blessing which we bless, is it not, a sharing together of the blood of the Christ? The loaf which we break, is it not, a sharing together of the body of the Christ?
Then will Yahweh of hosts prepare for all the peoples in this mountain, A banquet of fat things, A banquet of old wines,—Of fat things full of marrow, Of old wines well refined;
Ho! every one that thirsteth! Come ye to the waters, Yea he that hath no money,—Come ye—buy corn, and eat, Yea come—buy corn without money, And without price, wine and milk,
HE I have entered my garden, my sister, bride, I have plucked my myrrh, with my balsam, I have eaten the honey of my thicket, I have drunk my wine, with my milk:—Eat ye, O friends, Drink, yea drink abundantly, ye beloved! ****