Lord, the Day of Palms is a day of triumph in Your life. As You set Your face toward death and moved to the hour of Your glory beyond the cross, You came to us as King. Yet You came in lowly pomp that we might know the real purpose of Your coming.
Amid the shouts of "Hosannah to the son of David" we know You as the Suffering Servant of God.
Through the waving palm branches we see You as the King of our peace.
On the way paved with the garments of man's homage we see You as the Son of Man, who came not to be served but to serve and to give His life as a ransom for many.
Among the chants and songs of praises of little children we know You as the one who came to make us the children of God.
Come, King of grace, to rule in us. Lord of all mercy, have mercy upon us. Savior of sinners, save us. Creator of the universe, use Your righteous right hand to chisel away in each of us, Your masterpieces, whatever is not of You. Amen.
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