Let us pray to find Him when we seek Him before its late!

create in me

I was blind, I could not see
The righteous paths of Your grace,
But now the beauty of Your face
Praise Him and exalt Him above all

I was deaf. I could not hear
The thrilling welcome of Your voice,
But now I hear You and rejoice
Praise Him and exalt Him above all

I was dumb, I could not speak
The grace and glory of Your name,
But now as touched with living flame
Praise Him and exalt Him above all

I was dead. I could not move
My lifeless soul from sin's dark grave,
But now the power of life You gave
Praise Him and exalt Him above all

Lord, You made the blind to see,
The deaf to hear, the dumb to speak,
The dead to live, and now I say:
Praise Him and exalt Him above all

I Was Blind

Ekhrestos Anesti

Teoi Enhikanos-Nim Ghar - Fr. John Ibrahim (Coptic)

Shere Theotoke (Melismatic) | Ⲭⲉⲣⲉ Ⲑⲉⲟⲧⲟⲕⲉ - Church of St. Athanasius Deacons (Mississauga)

Psalm 50 (Create In Me)

I’m just a little donkey,
That’s all I’ll ever be. 
I carry and I toil,
And that’s enough for me. 

I’m just a little donkey,
No one looks my way. 
But today something’s different. 
It seems a special day. 

The One who came to ride me,
Loved me right away
We rode into the city 
And heard the people say

Hosanna to the Great King,
Save us by Your name. 
Upon palms I was walking,
They shouted as we came. 

Who is this Rider with me?
His hands I feel I know. 
What gift did they give me,
I remember them so?

These hands upon my back,
Made me from the dust. 
Long ago, they formed me,
So serve Him well I must. 

I’m just a little donkey,
That’s all I want to be. 
I carried the Almighty,
In His humility. 

Horses have kings,
And steeds have their knights. 
But I’m a lowly being,
Who carried the True Light

Truly light He is,
And so is His burden.
He doesn’t weigh me down.
He lifts me to heaven

I’m just a little donkey,
There isn’t much I know. 
But I hope that you’ll believe me,
When I tell you so:

I wouldn’t be a monkey, 
A lion, or a man. 
Because today this little donkey,
Carried the I AM. 

Won’t you be a little donkey,
Serving the great King?
Walk in humility,
And you’ll soon find Him riding. 

Bring Him to the people,
And they’ll all be merry.
Not just because of you,
But the One that you carry. 

It’s enough now what I’ve brayed,
I hope that you’ll join me. 
In thanking God He made,
Me, a little donkey.

Shepherd of My Soul

John Boutros

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