8/14/22 Through 8/20/22
Sunday
The fire burns away the dross
Some look on this as on a loss,
But that's how souls are purified
To be with Him one unified
The fire feared, and yet desired
Let all men know is that required
To find One holy, good, and true
Who, in His love has fashioned you.
Be not afraid to enter in
And use your will to conquer sin
How true, the flame will scorch and sting
But in the end will freedom bring.
A freedom to His purpose see
The happiness He meant for thee.
Within His will all good contained
Alas, the unity obtained.
Monday
Most beautiful of all the earth
Who gave our blessed Savior birth
Oh, blessed, pure, and undefiled
Help me to know your Holy Child.
Resplendent as the light of day
Around your head the stars array
The moon beneath your feet may glow
But not your taste of glory know.
His lowly servant ever blest
In finest garments ever dressed
Great glory to the Mother Queen
As none before have ever seen.
Lowly now, so high exalted
Never once before was faulted
Purity beyond all knowing
Truth and Love within her growing.
Bearing patiently all sorrow
Trusting always on the morrow
At the cross her station keeping
O'er His bloodied body weeping.
Here before the Blessed Mother
Pure and true, and like no other
I ask, dear Mother, plead for me
To Jesus, be the way for me.
Tuesday
When all are gods and none are gods
Pure chaos rules the day
When e'er we look are false facades
Then lost becomes our way.
Humility will turn the tide
And open up the eyes
We'll see how much the riches lied
And none, of value, buys.
Wednesday
We look for more for doing less
To find some way to cheat
Instead of finding ways to bless
And others' needs to meet.
Thursday
Your flesh unworthily received
By selfishness and sin deceived
Your offering in every day
Must be for me what rules my day.
So wash me clean of every sin
Replace the stone that's deep within
With one of flesh that I may live
And all my praise to Thee may give.
Friday
With all your heart, with all your soul,
With all your mind then be made whole.
No more the bones be dry and dead
If by His word you're daily fed.
Your neighbor too, as love demands
Beloved as you, by His commands.
As sinew joins and flesh gives shape
We stand in awe with mouths agape.
For when with spirit You adorn
A mighty army there is born.
And then the land shall be restored
For thus I saith, as the Lord.
Your dead be raised and life anew
Your land be given back to you.
My Spirit dwelling in your soul,
Alive forever, fully whole.
Saturday
Do as they say, not as they do
For that, my friend is good for you.
Not practicing the things they preach,
A quicker way to hell they teach.
They choose the glory here and now
Above the way of life somehow.
Exalted here, but humbled then
They go the way of foolish men.
The greatest must the servant be
To follow closely after Me.
And find in humble service then
The goal of all the righteous men.
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