12/2/18 Through 12/8/18

12/2/18 Through 12/8/18

Sunday

The dry and barren land will bear

Great fruit in days to come.

The parched and desert land is where 

The seed of life is from.

Our sin has made this land a waste

Where nothing can survive,

But Christ shall come that day with haste,

And show that He's alive.

The grass shall grow, the steppe shall burst

To verdant pasture where, 

Clean water flows to quench our thirst,

No longer land is bare.

Forever seated on the throne

Of David is our King.

The One, the source of life alone,

To whom our homage bring.

Monday

Imagine how the world would be

If all would live in harmony

If peace would reign in every heart

And none, from love, would e're depart.

Each soul infused with grace divine,

And firmly rooted in the Vine.

Prosperity in every home,

And everywhere His word made known.

Tuesday

When peace and harmony shall reign

The bear and lion be made tame.

The child and the cobra play

Together on that coming day.

The eyes are blest of those that see

The truth contained in mystery.

For prophets saw in dimmest light 

What's there before us in plain sight.

So now we see and understand

The wonder of what God has planned.

And though it still be far away,

Can taste the sweetness of that day.

We hasten when that day will come

If we will follow with the Son,

And love until the bitter end

To then, in glory, rise again.

Wednesday

All who come shall see,

And all who come shall hear.

The captives all set free,

And lost are all drawn near.

We see Him on the mount,

And flock to where He goes,

A teeming endless fount,

From Him, of mercy, flows.

Thursday

Foundations must be solid rock,

And we must sure obey

In order to withstand the shock,

And stand that fateful day.

All other walls will crumble down

And fall amidst the dust.

The only way to wear the crown,

Is follow as you must.

So listen well and then obey,

And follow close His word.

Be careful what you do and say,

And act on what you've heard.

Friday

Brighten eyes and open ears.

Dispel the darkness and the fears.

Grant us understanding when

Our minds are but of mortal men.

Let us see Your ways above,

And marvel at Your depth of love.

Let us hear the sound quite clear

When ere You call us to draw near.

Grant that we might taste and know

The Eucharist, the place to go,

To find what ere on earth we need,

And water well His precious seed.

Saturday

The sin that opened eyes to see

Our nakedness and fraility,

Has blinded us to better things

With pride and selfishness that clings.

But as a woman first was fell,

Another woman broke the spell.

In all humility she prayed,

Let it be done, as You have bade.

Obedience her only goal 

In answer to the Father's knoll.

A path to freedom only known

To those docility has shown.