12/3/17 Through 12/9/17

12/3/17 Through 12/9/17

Sunday

You are the potter and we are the clay

So why do You let us go far astray?

Why do You give us this freedom of will,

Allowing us then to stray farther still?

How stupid we are to stray from our King

The One, who to all, can happiness bring

Make us to see at the end of the day

True love's only found from walking Your way

Monday

Oh Lord I am not worthy

Resounds through every day

As we before receive Thee

In this most special way

Say the word and healing bring

To this most wretched soul

To evil I refuse to cling

Oh Lord, please make me whole

Tuesday

On that day a shoot shall sprout

From Jesse's withered stump

A bud and blossom peeking out

With wisdom full and plump

Justice flowers in His day

And peace without an end

The lowly poor He comes to save

And wounds He comes to mend

Wednesday

His heart was moved with pity

As He looked upon the crowd

So far from any city

And to feed them He avowed

But where in this deserted place

Could anyone find bread

This multitude, in any case,

To be completely fed?

But faith and trust in Him who heals

And makes the blind to see

Provides to all the healthy meals

Of love and unity.

Thursday

A nation with a purpose strong

Oh Lord, You keep in peace for long

But one that wavers in two ways

Will never last for many days

Grant us the grace to hear the Word

And act upon what we have heard

That we may sit on solid rock

And answer You when e're You knock

Friday

Oh, to be conceived in grace

Without the stain of sin

How different now, would be this place

If only saints within

But we can change the world too

As Mary did so well

By turning from the sin we do

In peace, we then would dwell

Saturday

A harvest rich presents no good

If none will gather in

Those standing idle truly should

To labor now begin

Just listen and the Lord will speak

To let you know the way

And lead you to the peace you seek

And teach you what to say.