12/12/21 Through 12/18/21

 12/12/21 Through 12/18/21

Sunday

Over you, He shall rejoice

Fear not.  Be not down-trod.

Make of Him your solemn choice,

Behold your King and God.

Rejoice again, I say rejoice,

Your kindness should be known.

Praise the Lord with joyful voice,

For light in darkness shown.

Raise a prayer and have no fear,

Make known requests to God.

Peace and joy be ever near,

The Mighty One applaud.

Monday

Only eyes of truth behold

That of which, the prophets told,

That reveals the mind of God,

That of which the saints applaud.

Darkened mind can't understand

Ways in which the Lord has planned,

Turning evil ways to good,

Hanging Love on rugged wood.

Tuesday

Think again of what you do,

Of what, in haste, you say.

Is this the proper thing to do,

Or this the Master's way?

Reflection shows the humble how

The flesh can rule the day,

And well-intentioned folks may bow

To evil in the fray.

But light will shine on all someday,

And humble hearts be changed.

On reconciliation day

No longer be estranged.

Wednesday

One God alone who sends the dew,

One God designed this all for you.

It's not a home of barren waste,

But one where truest love we taste.

Awake and see what God has done,

He sent His spotless, Holy Son,

To be our Savior, King, and Guide

To lead us through the great divide.

He heals the sick and raises dead.

The crippled one picks up his bed,

The leper's cleansed, and blind can see.

No doubt, my friend, that this is HE.

Thursday

Your plan for me, Oh Lord, fulfill

According to Your holy will.

In sorrow here I turn from sin,

And welcome now Your Spirit in.

Repenting of my former ways,

Preparing for eternal days.

I turn to Thee of steadfast love

In hopes of finding home above.

Friday

With wisdom be the king endowed

And Christ proclaimed to all aloud.

Truth be known through ancestry,

Unbroken be the family tree.

A thousand years, a trifle be

For One who lives eternally.

His plan be woven through the years,

In times of joy, and times of tears.

It's hard to see His plan unfold

When all around we sin so bold,

Uncaring of the end we face

For all the evil we embrace.

Fulfilled in time, His coming was,

And we must be alert because

In time again, the end is near,

And what awaits is love or fear.

Saturday

To govern wisely, man should know,

And love for all the people show.

Great leadership will come from he

Who models what he does on Thee.

With Joseph as our humble guide

We offer self forsaking pride,

And follow where the Spirit leads

To see what selfless loving breeds.

Each little choice a steady way

To hear God's voice amid the fray,

And find the wisdom to succeed

Forsaking self, in every deed.

12/5/21 Through12/11/21

 12/5/21 Through12/11/21

Sunday

The captives free, the hills made low

The valleys filled that all may know,

The glory of our Savior King

Whom all the exiles, home did bring.

Monday

One day, renewed all creatures be

And straight the path that leads to Thee.

No lion, bear, or jackal there,

But faith and trust beyond compare.

For in Your presence healing comes

The depth of truth the Spirit plumbs,

And all is in the hands of Thee,

Who, out of love, created me.

No longer lame with weakened knees, 

But one who from temptation flees

The lies that cripple, blind, and maim,

For Truth and Love of ancient fame.

Tuesday

Day is coming ever nearer

When our view of God is clearer.

In the desert, make the way,

Rend your heart from sin away.

All that lives will wilt and fade
"Come to Me," the Master bade.

Feel the warmth amidst the cold

Share until all men be told.

Let none be lost that final day.

Rescue sinner, find the stray.

Gather wanderers that roam,

Help the wayward find their home

Wednesday

Without a single trace of sin

Immaculate and pure will win.

The serpent crushed beneath her heel

By love, and trust, and holy zeal.

We see in her what man can be

In spite of all the sin we see.

One set apart from earthly ways

That walks amid the murky haze.

Reflecting light that clears the air

And makes the soul so pure and fair.

A light of pure humility

That shows what man can truly be.

So call on her in every need

To help the plan of God succeed

And make of you one pure and clean

Just like our pure and holy Queen

Thursday

Pay attention to the signs

The Lord is coming soon.

You know not of His grand designs

At evening, morn, or noon.

Blessed maggot, favored worm

Fear not, the Lord is near.

His love for man He will confirm

And show His people dear.

Thirst and hunger satisfied,

And watered well the land.

No longer barren waste deprived

Protection of His hand.

Friday

Lord You teach and Lord You show

How to live and where to go.

Let me know of Your commands

And what a life of faith demands.

Speak with regularity,

Help my feeble eyes to see.

Grant the grace to act upon

Your word, and many saints to spawn.

Wisdom sees no hurdle there,

Truth will make us well aware.

Seek the truth in all you do,

And Wisdom waits with gifts for you.

Saturday

Elijah's chore, prepare the way,

Make straight the path to brighter day

Repent and turn away from sin,

Bow low and welcome Jesus in.

The sin we cannot see we own

Will make a comfy little home

Within the heart of blinded man

To foil there the Master's plan.

But make me see the sin I own,

And to Your priest, my sin make known.

That in humility I find

Forgiveness, and a peace of mind.

Then cleansed the temple once again

Will bring Thee fitting worship then,

And well-prepared the place will be

To welcome in a King as Thee.

11/28/21 through 12/4/21

 11/28/21 through 12/4/21

Sunday

Come, the cry of hungry hearts,

Filled with grace our God imparts.

Ever thirsting, ever filled,

Only more of Christ is willed.

Oh, the holiness it feeds.

More, the soul of Christ ere needs.

Infinite is God alone,

Never love as His was known.

Come Lord Jesus, ever new

Mold me into one like You.

One whose love is never bound,

One who truest love has found.

Monday

Oh. Lord I am not worthy

The words of faith proclaimed,

To under roof to have Thee

The Word, Messiah named.

Tuesday

How, dear Lord, unless they hear,

Will faith be found to draw men near?

The word is spread by what we say,

And how we act throughout the day.

How beautiful the feet that bring

The message of our Servant King

That love will handle all our needs, 

And acts of love are precious seeds.

Each one a gospel in the deed

That sprouts to hungry people feed,

And draw them to the King of kings

Who, on the cross, salvation brings.

Wednesday

On this mountain here below,

All on earth shall come to know

One who heals the blind and lame,

One of legendary fame.

He shall lift the woven veil,

Cure the sick and strengthen frail.

Tears removed and death destroyed,

Love to fill the massive void.

Food of rich and juicy kind,

All shall eat with choicest wine.

Rejoice, be glad, the King has come,

All enemies are overcome.

Thursday

Build upon the Solid Rock

Although the proud and boastful mock.

Firm in purpose, dwell in peace,

Never shall your gladness cease.

Come to know and trust the Lord,

Make your will with His accord.

Let Him be your bank account,

See compounding blessings mount.

Otherwise, on shifting sand

The daily cares of wealth demand

An ever growing want or need

Of avarice and pride to feed.

So when the gathering storm shall break,

And mighty flood the tempest make,

The sand will simply flow away,

And lost be all you built that day.

Friday

The blind that know they're blind can see,

And seek the light to be set free,

But those in gloom and darkness grope,

Without direction, light, or hope.

Lord let me see how blind I am,

And thus become a seeing man,

Who understands just where I've been,

And turns my back on dark and sin.

Saturday

 (This verse can be sung to the tune of  

"Lord whose love in humble service")

Be that voice to give direction.

Daily, clearly point the way.

Show to me Your kind affection

Help me follow all You say.

Make of me a patient servant,

Dutiful while you're away.

May my prayer be ever fervent,

Always willing to obey.

Show me how to use my talent,

Every gift received from You.

Faithful in Your service, gallant,

Multiplied on Your review

Harvest here, but where the labor?

Few to gather ripened fruit.

Master sent a willing neighbor

Here to help in this pursuit.

11/21/21 Through 11/27/21

 11/21/21 Through 11/27/21

Sunday

Only One is truly King,

No other can credentials bring.

For who controls the earth and sky,

The saints and angels glorify.

But fools below will always seek

Some way to dominate the weak,

And make a kingdom all their own,

Albeit on a worthless throne.

Our King has conquered death and sin

To welcome humble servants in,

But fools below with all their bling

Will find themselves a nothing king.

Monday

There's power in the widow's mite

That goes beyond our earthly sight.

By trusting God with all she owns

Her gift of faith and trust she hones.

Proud could learn by her example.

Having naught, she has what's ample.

Trusting in our God alone,

Her gift, the wealthy's gift out-shown.

Tuesday

Awesome sights and mighty signs

Will come before the end.

The earthquake and the flood combines

To quite the message send.

For all the knowledge we have gained,

We still have no control.

And naught is all we have obtained,

And naught can save the soul.

For God alone's the only way

To cross the troubled sea.

Fire by night and cloud by day

Will lead you to be free.

So seek His holy will each day

And act according to, 

The path He lights along the way

To save the faithful few.

Wednesday

Joy amidst the tortures thrown,

Peace beyond what man has known,

Perseverent martyrs shown,

When they claim as Christ, their own.

None resist the word He gives,

Wisdom from the God who lives

Hated for His precious name,

Everlasting saints became.

See the writing on the wall,

Answer well the Master's call.

Be not one to turn away,

Place your cares on Him today.

Thursday

The day is coming when we choose

Eternal life, or life to lose.

To face the hungry lion's jaw,

Or violate the sacred law.

Either way a life we lose,

So wisely now we all must choose,

A paltry temporary thing,

Or that eternal life will bring.

Be not afraid when trials come,

And follow not the wicked drum,

But heed the Master's guiding call.

Be not afraid to give your all.

Friday

Look and see the seasons change

This is why I find it strange

We see the bud and recognize

The winter's coming soon demise.

Though billions all before us came,

Not one, of everlasting fame.

All have passed as just the wind,

Including saints, they all have sinned.

So looking from eternity

The brevity of life we see,

And know the end is coming soon,

Quite possibly, this afternoon.

So why not try this very day

To live in our most holy way,

And be prepared with ready feet

The risen Lord, our God to meet?

Saturday

For all on earth, that day will come

When loudly beats the final drum.

When all of who we are we see,

And stand before eternity.

How far we've strayed will then be known,

But time has passed for mercy shown.

Our judgment now before the King,

Great fear and trembling all will bring.

Deserving of a damning blow

For all the sinfulness we know,

But love will cover many sins

And show to all, at last, love wins.