5/26/24 Through 6/1/24
Sunday
What people claim such wonderous things
Alike to what the Father brings?
What people held in slavery's bond
To freedom by such works were spawned?
What others in the desert sands
Received such true and great commands?
Who fed on manna, drank from stone,
But those who know One God alone?
Three persons there yet only One
The Father, Spirit, and the Son.
A mystery, but plainly true
To those who take a humble view.
Who else can call such God a friend?
What god, to man, would e'er descend?
So far above, yet close at hand,
No other god such breadth has spanned.
This God alone we must obey
No other shows the truthful way
Of sacrifice to rescue stray
And every sin of pride to slay.
Monday
For all the comforts that are mine
The daily food on which I dine,
The warmth in winter, cool in heat,
This tidy life, with ease replete.
I thank the Lord, but wonder now
If I would give it up somehow
To follow where Your voice may lead
And all You ask to quickly heed?
Would I turn with downcast eyes,
Or would I to the time arise?
I pray for grace and courage too
To always follow close to You.
But I know well for oft I've seen
How hard it is for souls to wean
From comfort to a giving way
When earthly wealth can block the way.
I know my will is not yet there
And pray You free me from the snare
Of riches, honor, wealth, and fame
And show me how, Your prize to claim.
It makes no sense to cleave to straw
When unto gloried life You draw.
So help me leave my foolish ways
And follow You for endless days.
Monday Adoration
In these words I hope you'll find
Not just what's in my heart and mind
But truth eternal plain and clear
And through these words let Christ appear.
The words I have that would suffice
For you as wise and sage advice
That you should do each time you pray
Are, "Listen well and then obey."
Tuesday
Don't let circumstance define
Your joy of heart or strength of spine
But look to Him who rose on high
And know reward is drawing nigh.
What's suffered here will fade away
When Christ appears that final day
A hundredfold your grief repaid
With blessings all around arryed.
Wednesday
Is my love the truest kind;
Is it the purest I could find;
Does it place the other first,
Or simply seek to slake my thirst?
Does it always place before
The needy and forgotten poor
Selfish interest so disguised
To make it seem they're not despised?
The flower falls and wastes away
And all that's left that final day
Is love that's holy, good, and true
That sacrificed itself for you.
The love that sought for honor here
The final day will be shown clear
Unworthy of a place above
Where only lives the truest love.
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So, cleanse my heart and clear my mind
That only Christlike love is mine
So I might join the gloried throng
And take a place where I belong.
Thursday
Where sin has taken over me,
Oh, Lord, I want to see.
When judgments rash are made by me,
Oh, Lord, I want to see.
When something takes the place of Thee,
Oh, Lord, I want to see.
When selfishness comes over me,
Oh, Lord, I want to see.
In jealousy, that bitter tea,
Oh, Lord, I want to see.
When pride refuses bend the knee,
Oh, Lord, I want to see.
My tendency toward gluttony,
Oh, Lord, I want to see.
A brighter day with hope for me,
Oh, Lord, I want to see.
A day when I, like You shall be,
Oh, Lord, I want to see.
Friday
God who is mighty great things has done
To people in darkness, He sent His Son.
The Spirit descended to fill all the Earth
To bring all His people the promised new birth.
Mary, in haste, to the hill country ran
Knowing her cousin was part of the plan
.The baby that leaped in the womb of her kin
Would be a great prophet to wash them from sin.
That visit was made two millennia past
And by her example the mold has been cast
To hurry and share what for you He has done
And bring to the world, the joy of the Son.
Saturday
Maturing to a child be
Should be the goal of souls like me
To see Your glory, love, and grace
And long to feel Your warm embrace.
To thirst for You and You alone
To make with eagerness You known
To work to show my strength, but see
That all I have has come from Thee.
Build in me a holy trust
That knows I'm man, and man is dust.
That You alone are life and light
And You the source of all delight.
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