When you have extended your hands and taken the body, bow, and put
your hands before your face, and worship the living Body whom you
hold. Then speak with him in a low voice, and with your gaze resting
upon him say to him:
"I carry you, living God, who is incarnate in the bread, and I
embrace you in my palms, Lord of the worlds whom no world has
contained. You have circumscribed yourself in a fiery coal within a
fleshly palm–you Lord, who with your palm measured out the dust of
the earth. You are holy, God incarnate in my hands in a fiery coal
which is a body. See, I hold you, although there is nothing that
contains you; a bodily hand embraces you, Lord of natures whom a
fleshly womb embraced. Within a womb you became a circumscribed
body, and now within a hand you appear to me as a small morsel.
As you have made me worthy to approach you and receive you–and see,
my hands embrace you confidently–make me worthy, Lord, to eat you in
a holy manner and to taste the food of your body as a taste of your
life. Instead of the stomach, the body's member, may the womb of my
intellect and the hand of my mind receive you. May you be conceived
in me as you were in the womb of the Virgin. There you appeared as
an infant, and your hidden self was revealed to the world as
corporeal fruit; may you also appear in me here and be revealed from
me in fruits that are spiritual works and just labors pleasing to
your will.
And by your food may my desires be killed; and by the drinking of
your cup may my passions be quenched. And instead of the members of
my body, may my thoughts receive strength from the nourishment of
your body. Like the manifest members of my body, may my hidden
thoughts be engaged n exercise and in running and in works according
to your living commands and your spiritual laws. From the food of
your body and the drinking of your blood may I wax strong inwardly,
and excel outwardly, and run diligently, and to attain to the full
stature of an interior human being. May I become a perfect man,
mature in the intelligence residing in all my spiritual members, my
head being crowned with the crown of perfection of all of my
behavior. May I be a royal diadem in your hands, as you promised me,
O hidden God whose manifestness I embrace in the perfection of your
body."
St Philoxenus of Mabbug