Holy Week

Holy Week is approaching with all it's sadness, tears, and finally joy and hope. It is my favorite time of the year. Some time during the week I will take some time and watch "The Passion of the Christ". I have to do it alone. I can't have anyone around. I cry every time I see it. I'm not talking a few dainty tears that require a tissue or two. I'm talking gut-wretching sobs so bad sometimes I can't catch my breath. It is a fearsome reminder of the suffering and sacrifice Jesus made for us.

I have been practicing the Responsorial Psalm for Good Friday which I may sing for Good Friday services. I usually cant the Stations service at 3:00 and unless someone else volunteers, I will do this also. What a beautiful, somber, contemplative piece of music.

Ps 31: Father, I Put My Life In Your Hands

arranged by John Michael Talbot.

copyright 1985 Birdwing Music

In You, O Lord, I take refuge
Let me never be put to shame
Into Your hands I commend my spirit
You will redeem me faithful God

For all my foes reproach me
Neighbors laugh and friends stand off
I am forgotten like dead unremembered
I am like a dish cast down

But my trust is in You, O Lord
I say You are my God
Into Your hands I place my future
From the clutch of foes You rescue me

Let Your face shine on your servant
O save me in Your love
Be stout-hearted and, come, take courage
All you who now hope in the Lord

Father I put my live in Your hands