6/27/21 Through 7/3/21

 6/27/21 Through 7/3/21

Sunday

All life is in the Master's hand,

He issues breath at His command.

The trials that we face each day

Will guide our path along the way.

So many times we've heard it said,

"Give up the useless fear and dread."

Trust in Him whose touch can heal,

And to the Lord, make your appeal.

The One who fashioned every soul

Has died and rose to make men whole.

Death is gone and over-powered.

From the cross, His grace is showered.

To One alone all praise is due,

The One who died and rose for you.

The Author of the life you live

All praise and honor we must give.

Monday

As scarlet though our many sins,

His patient love the vict'ry wins.

He spares the wicked for the good

And takes their place upon the wood.

May no excuse delay reply,

Or cause the will to go awry.

The time is now that we decide

To answer yes, or go and hide.

Let me not in words alone

Assent to what the Son has shown,

But let my will be formed as Thine

And ever light within me shine.

Tuesday

Unworthy servants though we be,

The Lord has chosen you and me.

To make disciples of all men

And turn them towards their God again.

For all have talents given thee

To help the blind to clearly see.

To pass along the faith to all

In answer to the Master's call.

Wednesday

The spirit world I fail to see,

But angels watching over me

Have saved me many times from sin

Inviting evil demons in.

I see in retrospect the ways

My angel guards, protects, and saves.

I see as well when flesh has won,

In all the evil things I've done.

Lord, drive the demons far away

And clear the room for You to stay.

Let Your angel be my guide

And keep me ever at Your side.

Forgive the wrong that I have done.

Cleanse my soul, let it become

Your dwelling place forevermore

With peace and love its greatest store.

Thursday

"Rise and walk." He says to me.

All thy sins forgiven thee.

Take your mat and carry home

The faithful joy that now you own.

No greater gift than being free

Of all the sins that cripple me.

Anger, pride, and boastful greed,

Are those on which the flesh will feed.

But if we're taught to love and learn,

Somehow we see and then discern

That right before our very eyes

Is God within a flesh disguise.

At Mass it happens every time

They consecrate the bread and wine.

Sins forgiven, hearts made new,

Hard to fathom, yet but true.

Friday

He came not for the righteous one,

But came to make a sinner son.

That all with Christ, a brother be,

And all their sinfulness would see.

With empty hands we stand before

The One we worship and adore.

With sins as scarlet, bright and full,

The blood of Jesus makes as wool.

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In death the source of life is found.

With love, the power of sin is bound.

We must the way of mercy learn

As to the cross, in shame we turn.

No thing we offer is our own.

For all to us is but a loan,

A talent that we must invest

To praise the One our lips confessed.

Saturday

"My Lord and God." as Thomas said,

In truth, You're risen from the dead!

No power on earth can hold You down,

You are True God of great renown.

My fingers probe Your sacred hands.

My heart receives what Yours commands.

A love that's full, entire, complete,

A love the world cannot defeat.

Your side where blood and water flowed,

To all mankind, Your mercy showed.

Your heart of love afire within

Forgiveness brings my heart of sin.