Sunday, November 27, 2022

12/11/22 Through 12/17/22

 12/11/22 Through 12/17/22

Sunday
Rejoice, Rejoice in all you do,
In all the ways He comes to you.
For though not in the way we think,
Before great evil will not shrink.

He conquers in humility
Unlike the ways of you or me
His strength revealed through sufferings
That patient perseverence brings.

We too are called to live this way
With love the rule for every day
To see the poor and lame relieved
And Christ as King of all believed

Monday
This may be sung to the tune of 
"All People that on Earth Do Dwell"

Great beauty in the Virgin's eyes
Both soft and sweet, yet very wise
Alone in grace, completely full
A soul as clean as whitest wool.

Oh Beauty of the human race
You gave to God a human face
That men on earth through you would find
A Savior of the rarest kind

A God who gave His all for man
Through unsurpassing love that can
Forgive the wrongs of sinful men
And give them hope for life again.

Your image on the Tilma there
Makes men of faith and pagans stare
Simplicity and beauty meet
Within those eyes so wise and sweet

Tuesday
I look to see if I've obeyed
And oft I see that I have strayed
So easy to myself exalt
Then find that I'm the one at fault

I wish to find the eyes that see
And turn from sin to be set free
To have a mind that's pure and clean
And only on my Savior lean

But all too often, weak I be
And thoughts of slavery capture me
Then shamed and naked I must go
Confessing what a debt I owe.

Wednesday
No longer is there question when
The dead are raised to life again
When lepers cleansed and lame can walk
No need for speculative talk

The time has come, the hour is near
That all the evil demons fear
The Way, The Truth, and Life has come
When lame shall leap and sing shall dumb.

With sins forgiven, captives freed
The One who meets our every need
Comes bringing news of love for man
From since the time when time began

Thursday
So what did you go out to see?
A messenger, it's clear to me
But more than messenger was he
The greatest born of womb to be.

Repentance was the call he made
A turn from sin to all he bade
Prepare the way, for yet to come,
As humble King, God's only Son

Friday
Far greater than what John would give
The testimony He would give
His works proclaim the Father's will
That all should come to know Him still.

The way most clear to find your home
Is follow Him and Him alone
Observing Sabbath you will find
The father's home and peace of mind

Saturday
The blessings of the Father
For many ages run
But many never bother
To see in them the Son

Through trial and tribulation
The plans of God unfold
In endless jubilation
The shepherds now behold

The many generations
That waited long now see
Their many deviations
Are used to make them free

The Word of God and Son of Man
Has come from far above
To show within a simple span
The power of His love.



























Is follow Him anf Him alone























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