3/27/22 Through 4/2/22

 3/27/22 Through 4/2/22

Sunday

Not as God do mortals see,

How every soul has worth to Thee.

The one dismissed as trivial 

Is chosen to Your word fulfill.

The blind can see, the sighted blind

And those who listen well will find

The Lamb of God within our midst,

And willful blind will be dismissed.

Monday

Banish memories of old

When love and purity were sold

For paltry pleasure, fleeting thrill,

In lieu of joy within Your will.

It carries on until today

But in a slightly different way.

Each time I sin and listen still

To that which lures me from Your will.

Lord, is there hope for one like me

With open eyes that does not see,

A New Jerusalem awaits

If I can turn from evil baits.

But I am weak and Thou art strong,

I need Your help to get along.

This weak unworthy servant's plea

Is God, be merciful to me.

Ashamed of all the sin I've known

And all the fruitless blessings shown.

That day I stand in front of Thee,

Oh God be merciful to me.

I cannot change what I have done,

But beg to share what You have won.

A sinner, finally set free,

Oh God, be merciful to me.

Tuesday

A river from the Temple flows

And waters well where ere it goes.

The trees beside, much fruit will bear

And leaves for many sick will care.

But lying there for just a crumb

When greeted by the Holy One,

The source of that refreshing flow

Far more the paralyzed would know.

Unsuspecting until then

The man would beg and plead again,

Until the day when Love appeared,

And way to walk again was cleared.

The River's there for all to know

And find refreshment when they go

To feed upon abundant fruit,

And more to healing love recruit.

Wednesday

The Son reveals the Father's love.

No better fit, nor tighter glove.

The perfect form of Love Divine

That sacrificed His life for thine.

Though we forget His love for man,

The Father works His holy plan

To bring the stray back to the fold,

As mom, a babe in arms would hold.

Then feed with her abundant breast

To give her babe a peaceful rest

So babe would have the chance to grow,

And Father's love would come to know.

Thursday

To worship is a basic need

And yet His word we fail to heed.

Instead we make our gods to be

The worthless drivel that we see.

A house, a car, or favored food,

Such petty things to be so rude.

A sporting team for hands we raise

And there enthrone our highest praise.

We say we know the God above,

But fail to revel in His Love.

Our days are marked in many ways,

But not by signs of holy praise.

Forgive!  Forgive!  Oh Lord forgive!

That we, eternally may live

And come to know Your boundless love

Forever in Your land above.

Friday

Revilement and torture bring

The Holy One and Savior King

To ever brighter, clearer light

Amid the darkness of night.

He boasts a Father high above

In endless light and boundless love,

But will His Father come to save

And give Him vict'ry o'er the grave?

We must determine where the bound

Of His supposed love is found.

For only then will we believe

And in our hearts, such love conceive.

So blows and spittle sent His way,

The lash and thorns, His love repay.

His silent patience mocked and scorned,

Disfigurement, His face adorned.

The cross, His final last disgrace.

Him naked, hung, and nailed in place.

He pleads forgiveness for the sake

Of all who in His death partake.

But none expected, three days hence

The glory of His recompense,

And how His word was proven true

When evil's worst, He overthrew.

Now you can see in clearest light

How Truth and beauty conquered night.

So come all sinners, be set free

And let His mercy comfort thee.

Saturday

Are you as well from Galilee?

Have you been fooled by trickery?

The Christ will come from Bethlehem,

The scripture's clear, refer to them.

Their hasty judgement cast a haze

As they protected evil ways

Instead of listening to see

He spoke with such authority.

Protect me Lord from error well,

And let me of Your wonders tell.

Help me truth to plainly see,

And guard me from iniquity.