November 22, 2013

My Journey to God

Christ the King

O King of all on heaven and Earth,
No ermine robe upon your birth,
But swaddling clothes like those to servants born.

O King, like none before or after,
Midst malicious, mocking laughter,
Crowned not with gold but instead with painful thorns.

O King of all God’s great creation,
With not a throne to rule the nations
But upon a cross was your battered body borne.

O King of every life created,
By so many were you hated,
Crucified, with few who for you mourned.

O resurrected King most glorious,
Now with God in heaven victorious,
On this day we give you all our thanks and praise!

To Christ the King of Mother Church,
To Christ the King of heaven and Earth,
We give glory, love and honor all our days!

By Natalie Hoefer

(Natalie Hoefer is a member of St. Monica Parish in Indianapolis and a reporter for The Criterion.)

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