Baramhat 29, 1733 - ابريل 7, 2017, Friday of the Seventh week of the Holy Lent (And in the Bosom You will be Carrying)

Today I run into your bosom my God as a young kid.
By You I am gladdened and rejoice and consoled and fed by the milk of Your grace.
Living for the hope of resurrection accept every hardship for Your sake and try hard to live the life of meekness by Your grace.
I attach to You so I gain Your kingdom inside me and deep in my heart I see Your second coming's secret.
I take shelter under the shadow of Your wings from the evil and its arrows that its sizzling fire.
And You fill me faith, love, patience, long soul so I may tolerant all things because You save me and glorify in me.
My Lord Jesus Christ... Keep steady  my heart in faith by You and the loyalty to Your love to the end... And not to quiet from accepting the hardships till last breath and flood me with Your compassion and mercy.

My Lord Jesus Christ... Grant me the true long soul and unshaken hope and protect me from the enemy's thoughts and its blasphemy so that I may rejoice Your coming that is full of glory.