The Last Sunday in Lent


An excerpt from “Remember Me.”

In the night in which my deepest doubt are known,
You come to me and I am not alone.
When I taste your blood and body giv’n for me,
When I hear your prayer in dark Gethsemane,
Then I know you will remember me Remember me.
O Lord, remember me. Remember me.

An excerpt from “My Song is Love Unknown”

Here might I stay and sing,
No story so divine;
Never was love, dear King,
Never was grief like Thine.
This is my Friend,
In whose sweet praise I all my days
Could gladly spend.

An excerpt from “This is my Song.”

This is my song, O God of all the nations,
a song of peace for lands afar and mine.
This is my home, the country where my heart is;
here are my hopes, my dreams, my holy shrine;
but other hearts in other lands are beating
with hopes and dreams as true and high as mine.

Shared by Marcie Doll


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