3/29/20 Through 4/4/20

3/29/20 Through 4/4/20

Sunday

Rising from the dead may be

The only way for some to see

The glory of His majesty

Who conquers sin to set us free.

The constant yoke of slavery

May be for some, security

But Christ now bids, come forth and be

One dry-shod through the deepest sea.

Monday

So often I am quick to judge,

And fail to mercy see.

The Spirit then will often nudge,

And show them, just like me.

When will I learn to love discern

And treat them in the way

That heart would turn, not be so stern,

But fruitful in the fray?

Tuesday

A serpent sign with venom not

Would cure the one who'd bitten got.

So too the One of sin bereft

Would heal the soul by evil cleft.

As all those bitten. looked were healed,

So too those hooked by Love revealed.

Upon the pole and lifted high,

The Maker of the sinner nigh.

By death alone is sin atoned,

By victim, and by priest.

The two in One, by love enthroned,

With nails to save the least.

Wednesday

Why is it what is free has been

So highly priced for me?

Could it be my sordid sin

Is really slavery?

The sons of Abraham should know

The truth before their eyes,

And recognize their proper foe

In spite of his disguise.

If we but His disciples be

The truth would set us free

And eyes of former blindness see

Our end of slavery.

Thursday

Why this hatred for the Lord;

Contempt and jealousy outpoured?

So obvious the goodness there

But Pharisees are unaware.

Upturned by Him their empty ways

Of fasting much and empty praise.

In these their honor here below,

But lost, their chance of God to know.

The eye that sees is not so proud

A lowly one amidst the crowd.

A leper cured, returning then

To thank the Father's great Amen.

Rejected by the bulk of them,

One striving just to touch the hem.

A sinner blind, but shown to be

Perceiving more than those that see.

So open heart and mind to see 

How blest the lowly one can be

He humbles haughty and the proud,

But lifts the lowly from the crowd.

Friday

Would I be one to gather stones,

Or try to drive away?

Could I accept accusing tones

That show my sinful way?

It's easy looking back to say

Not one of them is me,

But humble in my prideful way,

The truth I come to see.

My sin the cause of many stripes,

A thorn or two as well.

In many ways I'm like the type

That's on their way to hell.

So how to change or turn around,

Then find the narrow way?

But listen to the whisper sound

And follow Him today.

Forgiveness one will ready find,

The guilt be washed away

If I but make the choice to mind,

And follow Him today.

Saturday

One to die for all the nation.

One to bring the world salvation.

One to take the place of all.

One to answer well the call.

One that's bloody, beaten, scourged.

One through love, the sinful purged.

One took the place of every man,

One sinless in the Father's plan.

One dead, but risen, glorified.

One by whom, debt satisfied.

One brought prisoners release.

One our loving Prince of Peace.