12/24/17 Through 12/30/17

12/24/17 Through 12/30/17

Sunday

With power overshadow me

And deep within me plant Your seed

That love can grow within my soul

And by Your presence make me whole

Monday

Beneath a chilled and brilliant sky

The angels with their song draw nigh

These messengers from up above

Proclaim is born, the King of Love

In haste the shepherds make their way

To find the manger filled with hay

And swaddled there among the straw

Before the King, they kneel in awe

To all around their story told

How angels, as they watched in cold

Descended singing songs of praise

Declaring gone, the darkened days

This day is born in Bethlehem

Of Jesse's root and David's stem

The One to free us from all ill

This quiet night, so soft and still

Tuesday

Don't worry 'bout what you will say

If called to witness in the day

Be firm and know the Lord is near

He'll give the words they need to hear

St. Stephen saw the heavens wide

And glory of the other side

Forgiving those who threw the stones

That shed his blood and crushed his bones

You too are called to lay life down

And then obtain the holy crown

Your persecutors to forgive

That long in heaven you may live

Wednesday

Love divine, a love excelling

All the world of Jesus telling

Heart of pure unspoiled love

Thunders of the King above

Grant to all that heart of John

Be never from our presence gone

But let us see in darkest night

Your love provides eternal light

Thursday

The innocents proclaim with blood

That now to earth has come our God

Though wicked men seek to destroy

The Christ has come to bring us joy

No longer bound by chain of sin

A heart of love now grows within

A willingness to sacrifice

And follow Him who paid the price

Friday

Receive as one with waiting hands

His word and all of His commands

For there is found a babe who slept

The Son of God, a promise kept

As Simeon, let us receive

And in His promises believe

Then in our open arms be laid

Salvation, that for which we prayed.

Saturday

Anna came for many years

Yet still she had attentive ears

Not tempted by the daily grind

To miss the Lord and never find

Our Lord and savior when He came

To temple, to receive His name

But waited, watching through the night

With extra oil for her light

Our way, must too be like the one

Who watched and waited for the Son

A way of patience, trusting of

The One who saves, the God of love.