Lord of the Small

[@halb7597]

Wonderful. 🙏

[@amozchoy8648]

Praise to the Lord of the small broken things Who sees the poor sparrow that cannot take wing Who loves the lame child and the wretch in the street Who comforts their sorrows and washes their feet Praise to the Lord of the faint and afraid Who girds them with courage and lends them His aid He pours out his spirit on vessels so weak That the timid can serve and the silent can speak Praise to the Lord of the frail and the ill Who heals their afflictions or carries them till They leave this tired frame and to paradise fly To never be sick and never to die Never die Praise him, O praise Him all ye who live Who've been given so much and can so little give Our frail lisping praise God will never despise He sees His dear children through mercy-filled eyes

[@joshuawells835]

We performed this piece at the funeral service of Brenda Bradley, the beloved wife of our director Randal Bradley. RIP Brenda. We still miss you.

[@brendonbuffaloe8830]

It was a truly emotional song even before we understood it’s full meaning. Now it makes me tear up every time I hear it.