I came stumbling before the Lord.

Across the threshold of my house... falling into pieces.. thinking how much He has suffered for us. His head full of thorns, blood running down on His cheeks. O sacred head now wounded... with grief and shame weighed down. Now scornfully surrounded with thorns Your only crown. Once again, the vessel broken, scattering across the holy ground. O blessed Saviour, You have given your life for us. Only precious hours to see You on the cross crying out to Your Father... Father, why hast Thou forsaken Me??? The question of all ages to come. We are here for You o Lord. See my broken heart and mend my soul. I come to You sad and all alone. Confot me I pray. Amen

 

[Hicks]

Come as you are... before the Lord there is peace, joy and happiness.

 

[Ursula]

As long as you come to the Lord...that is what it matters. Jesus is waiting for us at heaven's doorsteps.