How Humble

How Humble


How humble You are that You washed my dirty, and bruised feet.

How humble You are that You never stop or cease to wait for me.

How humble You are that You continuously listen and guide me by providing me Holy laws.

How humble You are to protect me and make my spirit always soar.

How humble You are that you submitted Yourself on the road to Calvary.

How humble You are that you died to be then resurrected to save dust- me.


By Maria Iskander