Lenten Prayer “My Psalm 314 February 26, 2018
Almighty Father, Prince of Peace, Holy Spirit my comfort,
What joy to come with songs of joy
To pray to Your Presence in heaven this day,
Lifting Your Name, Almighty in overflowing praise.
Dear Father, You sent Your Son to fill our hearts
With the joy of our salvation.
The fountains and springs and rives and oceans
Shouts Your Name in exultant praise and worship
The very stones rise up to proclaim the Son of David
The promised Son of God proclaimed of old,
And we raise our Hosannas and honor Your Name.
Lord Jesus, we thank You, Priest, Prophet, our King
With acclimation we witness Your Presence among us,
Sent as a Child bedded in straw, Your nursery,
Yet hailed by angels, shepherds, and wise kings
Who knew the world had suddenly changed
The night of your birth.
We knew You as Teacher, as Messenger, Preacher
For You proclaimed that Your Father, our God
Reached down to raise us
Adopted, heirs, His very own chosen,
Your daughters and sons, so we too can call Him Father.
You walked dusty roads, slept where You roamed
To tell all nations of Your Father’s love.
Forgoing earth’s pleasures
You sacrificed all
to here proclaim salvation’s good word.
Although a king, You became mere mortal
A man among men, a servant to all
So we could become yours, in Your eternal kingdom,
An irony we hardly can comprehend.
And we now know, on dark Gethsemane
Your Father loved us enough to send You
His only Son, yes, You, Jesus the Christ
A sacrifice Who bore the sins of the world.
Yes, my sins were shed with Your blood that day,
Atonement for my past, today, and tomorrow,
For never could I come to God’s eternal Presence
The throne room of Almighty, Holy God
Without Your love given freely that day.
And Holy Spirit, my Comforter, intercessor,
You called me to faith, even called me by name,
The mystery internal that prompted my heart
To understand God’s message brought here to my soul.
Thanks overflowing for letting me see
The story of creation to redemption, and living in me.
Because united, Father, Son, Holy Spirit Triune
I can now know the import of that love sacrificed,
And yearn to be borne one day to Your Presence
With clouds of witnesses already worshiping there.
I’ll add my voice to the oceans and rivers
And stones and mountains and all of creation
To glorify, praise, and worship Your Name
With the angels and martyrs, and mere folks like me.
Thank You for that eternal Hope, Abba, Father, My Lord. Amen.
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