5/29/22 Through 6/4/22
Sunday
Do not hold this sin against them
Is the way to unity.
We must love and not condemn them
If our oneness hopes to be.
Martyrs saw throughout the ages
What St. Stephen saw that day.
Truth in love will conquer rages,
Hearts will change if men will pray.
Lord I pray that many sinners
In our government today
Would receive the grace of winners,
Turn and listen and obey.
Monday
Now speaking plainly understood
Remember well all people should
The time the hands were laid on you
And how the Spirit made you new.
If not, renew that time of grace
With fervor seek his holy face.
The Spirit comes to those who seek
To nerve the timid, strengthen weak.
Tuesday
In the womb he recognized,
And in the womb, he was baptized.
Then grace was given to proclaim
The wonders of His Holy Name.
We too are given every day
The grace to listen and obey.
To ready keep our reasons why
We trust this nail-scarred Jewsh guy.
Recounting all He's done for me
Is how I light the dark to see,
And how I gently spread the word
To those who maybe haven't heard.
Wednesday
The farewell speech of Jesus shows
The world and all the wealth it knows
Is not what satisfies the soul,
And must not be our final goal.
St. Paul as well could see the same
When time to leave a city came.
He knew that wolves would come along
And try to show that right was wrong.
But then He counseled who remained
To guard the wealth that they had gained.
To mind the word that they received,
And not by lies to be deceived.
For truth alone did Jesus speak
Authoritative and unique
And truth alone will pass the test.
In truth is where we find our rest.
Thursday
How shrewd the Spirit works in man
To bring about the Father's plan
The preacher quelled within one town
But sent to preach the world around.
Divided enemies we find
Are like the weak and groping blind,
But those in Christ, as one with You
Things most astonishing will do.
In prison, beaten, bound in chain,
Set free, but still in there remain
To save a soldier unaware
And tell him of God's loving care
But Satan too will try this tack
To drive a wedge and thus attack.
Yet if forgiveness freely flows
Our unity much stronger grows.
Under God our nation founded
Many formed as one astounded
All men with perplexity
What man can do when man is free.
Though freedom's not for self, but good
By all men must be understood.
For when the self becomes the goal,
We gain the flesh, but lose the soul.
Friday
In prison or upon a tree
What ere the place, I'm called to be
A witness in the daily fight
And bearer of His holy light.
Forgive me Lord for I am weak
I often fail, but still I seek.
Returning every morn to hear
Your voice to call me ever near.
Help me drop the nets that bind me.
In the end I pray You'll find me
There with You at Calvary
A sorry thief, in search of Thee.
Saturday
No way with words in full detail
To talk of all His works entail.
The throngs that met Him all were healed
Not one unanswered that appealed.
And all that heard were touched some way.
Each word He spoke, another ray
Of light to pierce the darkened mind,
So truth a wan'dring soul could find.
Now every day we need this light
To strengthen us to win the fight.
Revealing evil with its lies,
Unmasking every sly disguise.
In silence, well, His light will shine
And help our will to His incline.
Then if we listen and obey
He'll be our guide throughout the day.
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