Malik David Tate

Malik David Tate, age 24, of Shawnee, Oklahoma, passed away Thursday, July 20, 2023, in Shawnee.
Malik was born on January 25, 1999, in Norman, Oklahoma, to Demeta Tate. He was raised in Shawnee, Oklahoma, where he attended Shawnee public schools and graduated from Shawnee High School in 2017. He was baptized at St. Paul Baptist Church in Wewoka, Oklahoma, by the late Rev. Reginald Woods.
Malik worked at Loves Travel Stop and Country Store for four years. He loved to go shopping, hanging out with friends, playing football and powerlifting.
Malik is survived by his mother, Demeta Tate; brother, Elijah Jones; maternal grandparents, Leon and LaDeice Brown Jr.; uncles, Peanny (Kayleigh) Tate Jr. and David (Lea) Tate; many great uncles, aunts, and cousins and a host of friends.
The family of Malik D. Tate wishes to thank all of those who have offered kind messages, prayers, floral tributes and other acts of kindness.
Visitation will be from noon to 7:00 pm on Thursday, August 3, 2023, at the AE Funeral Services Chapel, 603 W. Independence St., Shawnee, Oklahoma 74804.
A service will be held at 11:00 am on Friday, August 4, 2023, at the AE Funeral Services Chapel, 603 W. Independence St., Shawnee, Oklahoma 74804.
THE SECRET THE FAVORED PLACE
I met God in the morning On the bosom of the Father,
When my day was at its best Closest to the heart of love,
And His presence came like sunrise- Rests the head of our dear Saviour
Like a glory in my breast. In that favored place above
All day long His Presence lingered, We as sinners saved by grace
All day long He stayed with me; Are moved into that wonderous place.
And we sailed in perfect calmness Not by works that we have done
O'er a very troubled sea. But by the grace of God's own Son.
Other ships were blown and battered. When He took upon Himself our sins
Other ships were sore distressed, And died upon the tree,
But the winds that seemed to drive them He gave to us His righteousness
Brought to us a peace and rest. And this favored place to you and me.
Then I thought of other mornings, Then let us accept this wondrous Gift
With a keen remorse of mind, And not insult the Saviour's love.
When I too had loosed the moorings, But rest our hearts on the bosom
With His Presence left behind. Of our Father's heart of love.
Now I think I know the secret, When we accept this Gift by faith,
Learned from many a troubled way He moves us into this favored place.
You must seek Him in the morning What a joy to rest in Him
If you want Him through the day! And be free from all our sins.