6/23/19 Through 6/29/19

6/23/19 Through 6/29/19

Sunday

Corpus Christi, Bread of Life

Grace and glory ever rife.

Feed and satisfy the masses 

With what food the sense surpasses.

Only faith can truly see.

Bread of Heaven sent to feed us

Strengthen, cleanse, and purify thus.

Make of many one in union,

Loved and graced by this Communion,

Evermore to be with Thee.

Blood that flows from truest Vine

Given in the form of wine.

Sacred flesh by which we're fed

Appears as but a bit of bread.

Faithful see beyond the sign.

Oh, how grand, what glory given

To the One in splendor driven

All who on the body dined

Blessed beyond the mortal mind

Hearts in one accord with Thine.

Monday

Each one a prophet, priest, and king

Anointed to a message bring

Of mercy from our sovereign Lord

When in repentance, water's poured.

A purpose in the Maker's plan

For every day within our span.

Lord, let me hear and understand,

Then act in kind, with what you've planned.

Tuesday

This rocky path and narrow road

Requires shedding heavy load

The weight of riches, greed, and sin

Will not, through ages, fit within.

The Shepherd's will that sheep be clean

Is seen by some as harsh and mean,

But only when the filth is gone

Could we be happy moving on.

So help me find that narrow way

And shed the things that make me stray.

Grant me grace to persevere

As to the end I'm drawing near.

Wednesday

To bear much fruit this long pursuit

Is trusting every day. 

Humility and frailty 

We find along the way.

Yet in our thirst, the rock will burst

Gush forth a cooling stream

The Word He gave has come to save

Fulfilling every dream.

Thursday

Authority is in His word,

Unlike the other voices heard.

He recognizes humble hearts

And thus the grace of love imparts.

The ones who do far more than say

He leads upon the narrow way

For they have built on solid land

And done the work the Master planned.

Friday

Repentant sinners show the way

To joy in that eternal day.

For shouts of joy resound within

If only one, returns from sin.

When pride conceals our wretched state

No righteous deeds can compensate.

For only mercy washes clean

And makes our sinfulness unseen.

The love from in His Sacred Heart

Depicted in our sacred art

Is just a shadow of the glow

Of mercy that I've come to know.

For when I see my countless sins

A horror in my heart begins

But then His mercy covers me,

And boundless love is all I see.

Saturday

The prize is worth the varied pains

And even prison bound in chains,

For this is how He spreads the word

Till every soul on earth has heard.

Through acts of love that signify

The truth to which we testify.

So great this love we've come to know

But we must give, to watch it grow.