9/11/16 Through 9/17/16

9/11/16 Through 9/17/16

Sunday

Turn around and find again

The paradise we lost back then

When Love would walk there by our side

But we, instead, had chosen pride

And yet we see today like then

A choice for pride or love again

To be like him and bear the pain

That we might walk with Him again

Monday

So full of grace, that simple name

The one whom through the savior came

Within her blessed virgin womb

The son of God began to bloom

Her nursling at abundant breast

Emmanuel, in arms at rest

Love to never wane or tarry

With the name of Virgin Mary.

Tuesday

The widow and the orphan know

That sorrows come, and sorrows go

And in this world that moves so fast

Most manage just to look right past

But Jesus manages to hear

The voices of the poor quite clear

And comfort in the sorrows brings

Through love in many little things

Tuesday PM

Both poetry and prophecy

Can open eyes and make them see

But only to a ripened heart

Can knowledge of the Word impart.

Wednesday

The ugliness of sin revealed

In Christ upon the tree

The sentence for our sin repealed

The captives all set free

No serpent on a pole can heal

The pride or greed of man

The Son of God through His ordeal

And humble graces can.

Lift high the sign of righteousness

That all might see above

The ransom for our sinfulness

The costly price of love

Thursday

In quiet reticence abides

The virgin mother there provides

A model for the holy ones

And through the ages still it runs

A sword would pierce her sinless heart

To all her children grace impart

The sorrows of that final test

Have made our Mother highly blessed

Friday

The fate of all our earthly pangs

Upon the resurrection hangs

The author of this life has said

There is a rising from the dead

Saturday

The trials of each day reveal

The soil which is found ideal

For there alone seed flourishes

Producing much that nourishes.