My friends, ye use a solemn seeming tone,
And teach a truth sublime;
Christ present in His Eucharist ye own,
And count denial a crime.

Be honest; if Him truly there ye hold,
When next the Feast ye share,
Bow down before the Mystery untold,—
Bow down, and worship there!

What, ye refuse! O men unreal, I see
Ye have your words belied!
Farewell, such teaching will not serve for me;
I seek a surer guide.