Wearing a mask

Published on 27 Oct 2020
The Eucharist. Image from pxfuel

by George Bennett

My dear friend wears a mask of love

All white and pale, the mask conceals

The beauty and the gracious form

Which earthly eyes could not behold.


He chose the mask at Supper time

Aware how all things would proceed:

To face the centuries to come,

His love contained beneath a mask.


The mask is bread: his name the Christ;

To glimpse Him, let your own mask fall.

Away with all pretence and sin,

Greet Him, and let your Lord come in.