THE DONKEY'S GIFT


The Master needs him
I heard those words
And knew just Who had called
The Saviour of the world had need
And I was ready to give my All

Disciples led me
To where He was
I looked into His eyes
A look of love then passed between
As I gave a heartfelt sigh

It was now my time
I was prepared
For this I was created
A work of love, my Gift to give
To Jesus - my Creator

I led my Master
Along the road
I was part of that thronging crowd
Shouting ‘Hosanna’ to One I loved
The cheering was long and loud

Palm leaves on the road
Excitement great
I walked with deepest pride
At last the people recognised
The One who was soon to die

Yes, sadly I knew
The Cross ahead
This had been shown to me
And so I praised - but yet I wept
As I took Him towards that Tree

And my Master knew
The way I felt
As He leaned and whispered to me
‘You’ve used your gift - that’s all I ask
And others will learn from Thee’

We all have a gift
So I’ve been told
He’ll show you, if you but ask
And give you the strength - all you need
To accomplish your chosen task.
Elizabeth Aynsley ©