1/19/20 Through 1/25/20

1/19/20 Through 1/25/20

Sunday

To do Your will is my delight

To wait and trust throughout the night

For You will hear my simple plea

And grant a brand new song to me.

Ears that hear and eyes to see

The gifts that You have given me

To serve and do the Father's will 

Obeying always, ever still.

Monday

Obedience to what You say

The only sure and proper way

To rid us of the plague of sin

And usher true abundance in.

No sacrifice can take the place

Nor offering can thus erase

The dearth of love that deafens ears,

And leads one in the way of tears.

Tuesday

Baptized, anointed, called for Christ,

To higher height the soul enticed.

All called to live as priest and king

And to our clan, salvation bring.

The role of every baptized one

Is bring the masses to the Son.

That they might learn to live aright

And conquer in the darkest night.

Wednesday

You come at me with sword and spear

But unaware that God is near

To guide my hand and sling the stone

And prove there is one God alone.

One God to show the way of truth,

One God to guide both old and youth.

One God to fill our every need,

One God we listen to and heed.

No pow'r of darkness on this day

Could ever hold eternal sway.

The courts that loosed this awful scourge,

Have thus composed their final dirge.

For when He comes and truth is known,

The lives of millions then will groan

For justice in His Holy Name,

And unrepentant, lasting flame.

So lift this veil of darkness now

And change each person's heart somehow

To see the gift of those unborn,

And end this hateful, sinful, scorn!

Thursday

In jealousy we find a sin

However small it may begin,

That draws a veil to shield the eyes

From where the truth of conscience lies.

We see quite clear what they possess,

But look beyond how we've been blest.

No gratitude for that received,

But by our selfish way deceived.

A grateful heart can cure this ill,

If we would stop to count our fill

Of blessings granted by our Lord,

And recognize His grace outpoured.

Friday

Each summoned and sent in some special way,

To do of His work in each passing day.

Apostles and teachers, the slave and the king,

All to the Lord, their services bring.

No jealousy found if humble all be

And recognize Christ in the persons they see.

Yet even among the apostles and kings,

We see the destruction that jealousy brings.

Beware of the sins of the haughty and proud

They come to the greatest and least in the crowd.

The way of salvation is humble and meek

Regardless if whether you're strong, or you're weak.

Saturday

With scales that cloud our earthly eyes

We fail to see the dim disguise

Of evil in our righteousness,

And fail to many sins confess.

So if we just prefer the dark

And never, on the trip embark,

We waste away as evening light

And never find the source of might.

But if we have an open mind

No doubt, the truth, we'll surely find.

And if the truth is thus obeyed,

Another Christian, then is made.