Alice Hanna, a longtime supporter and sponsor with Coptic Orphans, shared the poem below to express her sense of God’s protection and care over the flock of Egypt after the events of Maspero.
Come to Me, O, you,
Martyrs of the Persecuted Church of Egypt,
And dwell with Me
In the place that I prepared for you!
I heard the voice of your innocent blood
Coming up… crying loud to Me!
Rest in peace, O My people;
I will never leave you
Nor forsake you!
Out of love you came down to the streets
To stand up peacefully for your beliefs!
Bearing the cross with Me,
Defending My Church
Against My enemy!
I saw how they secretly plotted against you,
No! Against Me!
I know their ways,
How they hit and run quickly
To hide back in their hovels!
Because you see,
You know a tree from its own fruits!
O you, My hurting people!
Cast all your sorrow and burden on Me!
Do not be troubled!
I will give you strength
To overcome your pain!
And the blood shed for My sake
Will never, never go in vain!
Be strong, My flock,
And stay undivided!
Fear Not! For I promise you,
There is nothing covered
That will not be revealed,
And hidden that will not be known!
And the mustard seed
That you have planted
Will grow to become a strong tree
Where birds will rest in peace
In its branches!
So,
Be still and know that I am God!