By G. K. Chesterton
When fishes flew and forests walked
And figs grew upon thorn,
Some moment when the moon was blood
Then surely I was born.
With monstrous head and sickening cry
And ears like errant wings,
The devil’s walking parody
On all four-footed things.
The tattered outlaw of the earth,
Of ancient crooked will;
Starve, scourge, deride me: I am dumb,
I keep my secret still.
Fools! For I also had my hour;
One far fierce hour and sweet:
There was a shout about my ears,
And palms before my feet.
“Rejoice greatly, O daughter Zion! Shout aloud, O daughter Jerusalem! Lo, your king comes to you; triumphant and victorious is he, humble and riding on a donkey, on a colt, the foal of a donkey.” — Zechariah 9:9 NRSV.
Lord our God,
You are the Faithful One
You have spoken to your people
through lawgivers and prophets and priests.
You have revealed Yourself to us and to all the world in Jesus Christ.
We come before you in prayer.
We recognize Jesus as rightful King.
We rejoice that in Christ,
you come to us in humility:
a King, and yet, “humble and riding on a donkey.”
When we look at our world we are often discouraged.
We see evil and injustice around us.
It often seems a dark and evil time
when whole nations groan and lament.
Help us, Lord our God!
Help us not to give up.
Help us to see You working.
It is our desire that Your will may be done in all things
and that your kingdom may come on earth.
Come, O Lord God,
Come in Jesus Christ,
the Lord and Savior of all the world!
For in all the world,
among all nations,
Jesus Christ is Lord and Savior.
Jesus Christ is King.
Praise to Your name that you have given us this Lord. Amen.