1/28/18 Through 2/3/18

1/28/18 Through 2/3/18

Sunday

With thoughts of love my faithful guide

Be evil spirits cast aside

The flame of lust or greed of pride

Extinguished by the love inside

Monday

For curses due, I thank the Lord

May they be heeded, not deplored

For they reveal to me the sin

Of all my greed and pride within

Distasteful as at first it seems

It shatters my deceptive dreams

And makes me face what others see

As many faults contained in me.

Bear fruit I beg from these insults

And find in me desired results

A man, in truth, more humble now

Whose every gift has come from Thou

Tuesday

In just the tassle of His cloak

In just one word of those He spoke

Great healing and great comfort find

Contentment there, and peace of mind

Wednesday

To count on anything but God

Would be for us a grim facade

No money, fame, or fortune brings

such blessings or such useful things

To count with pride, or lust, or greed

Will only but, our passions feed

But in humility look toward

The counting on His just reward

Thursday

Obey the law and blessings come

To you and all your sons

But, follow not His words like some

And be the cursed ones

Relying not on wealth or fame

But trusting in the Lord

Be listening when He calls your name

And follow close His word

Friday

Refining fire of love so pure

The sickness of my sins You cure

That I might offer sacrifice

And follow closely Your advice

For love demands a willing heart

Prepared to give, and do its part

To spread the news across the land

That God's redemption is at hand.

Saturday

Grant wisdom to this heart of mine

To ways of holiness incline

Not straying from Your holy way

But close by You throughout the day

Let never in prosperity

My heart to stray away from Thee

But rather take my riches then

Let me, alone, on You depend.