12/22/19 Through 12/28/19

12/22/19 Through 12/28/19

Sunday

Lord change my plans to match Your way

Let not my thoughts get in the way

I see too often only flesh

And need Your Spirit to refresh.

Give me the ears that Joseph had

And let my life, in faith, be clad,

That I may hearken to Your voice,

And make obedience my choice.

Monday

The herald of our Savior King

To throngs of ready souls will bring

The news to turn, and then repent,

To hear the word and then be sent.

To sacrifice in pleasing ways

As once was done in olden days.

To give to God with motives pure

And blessings for beyond secure.

To turn the children back to Him,

Away from darkness, drear, and sin,

And to the fire that purifies

The gold and silver of our lives.

Tuesday

The greatest prophecy to man

Revealed the Savior's mighty plan

To conquer evil's long, dark reign,

And bring about true love's domain.

A kingdom everlasting where

True love and peace are present there.

Where strength and courage dare to love

And fleeting pleasures, rise above.

That King will come in humble form

In manger laid on Christmas morn.

With ox and ass amid the chill,

To those that will receive Him still.

Wednesday

Life so precious squandered where

Our selfishness will breed despair.

So great the gift of Christ the King

To stoop as man and knowledge bring.

Of how they walked in cool of day

With God beside them on the way.

And how it was before the fall,

When they would hear the Master's call.

Oh bring this Christmas day to man

The wonder of the Master's plan,

That peace and love would rule the earth

Once Christ the King had come to birth.

But more than just a babe at rest,

This babe would grow and face the test,

Of what it means to truly love

When nailed upon the cross above.

So savor well this blessed day,

And how He came this humble way.

For this is Love before our eyes

Who humbles self and freely dies.

Thursday

Stephen first among the flock

To follow in His way

The first to show his strength of stock

In hopes of brighter day.

Give us the courage in our time

To do as well today.

To face in love the evil crime,

And show the lost the way.

Friday

St. John, you recognized the love

That comes from God, and God above.

You found in love your daily rest

And laid your head upon His breast.

To just be close, your daily goal.

To let His heart, your heart console.

To give direction to your day

And follow in the Master's way.

Saturday

Each babe a sign of purity,

A wondrous gift of poetry.

Knit well within the mother's womb,

A flower now in perfect bloom.

A miracle is every one

Each daughter, precious, and each son.

The handiwork of God most high,

A gift to bless its parents by.

Protect these holy innocents.

With all you have, spare no expense.

Each one a magnum opus fine,

A masterpiece of God Divine.