At Cana's wedding feast, the guests
with your dear presence, Lord, were blessed.
Their eyes were dimmed with common wine,
but to your own, you gave a sign
that laws and rites were soon to cease
for God himself was at their feast.
And when they'd drunk, they tasted how
you'd saved the best of wines till now.
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