Saturday, December 17, 2022

12/25/22 Through 12/31/22

 12/25/22 Through 12/31/22

Sunday
This day is here, A Savior born
His name Emmanuel
In darkness 'fore the chilly morn
The shepherd folk did tell

The Bread of Life, in manger, laid
No room among the inns
To Him have generations bade
Forgiveness of their sins.

Monday
With peaceful and courageous hearts
Our Lord of lords the grace imparts
To speak when trials come our way
By giving us the words to say.

The martyrs many lost their lives 
But when the final time arrives
The words they speak have come from God
And perseverance we applaud.

Tuesday
The faith and love of blessed John
The one who laid his head upon
The breast of Perfect Love that day
When Judas chose another way

Such faith and love can teach us now
To make our will, to His will bow
Dear John surrendered giving all,
But Judas spurned the loving call.

So many times I turn away
And follow not the Savior's way
Forgive, forgive, forgive me Lord
To pay this debt I can't afford

Wednesday
Hostile place becomes a haven
Once rejected, now received
Penalties on Pharoah craven
Hope for those who now believed.

Innocents in bitter dying
Suffer in the Savior's stead
But forever they are crying
Christ came to the House of Bread

In Eternal Light they glory
While in anguish far below
Obstinent repeat their story,
Though the truth they clearly know

Here today the Herods many
Truth they claim to make their own
Two one day be worth a penny
When at last real truth is known.

Thursday
And Joseph humbly there obeyed
In silent waiting, there he prayed
While Babe and mother there were praised
In silence, onward, there he gazed.

Convinced to do His holy will
Not as a hack or shameless shill
But one in trusting humble hope
That always found a way to cope

For many trials came his way
But he would listen every day
To hear the tiny whisper sound
That told him how the way was found

That whisper sound can still be heard
It often comes within the Word
But daily we must seek to find
The piece that offers peace of mind.

Friday
A holy family to be
The ever-present goal for me
Have I been what I ought to be
For such a family to see?

Well, sometimes yes and sometimes no
But that's the way it seems to go
Trouble comes when pride arises
In its many sly disguises

If humility was reigning
Troubles all would soon be waning
Make me one humble, wise, and true
That seeing me, they all see You.

Saturday
The Word is there in every way
At every hour throughout the day
Those who call shall hear His voice
To guide their every daily choice

So call on Him in all you do
Let not the evil capture you
For many come and falsely say
Come follow me, I am the way.

But only One in truth we know
That humbly to the Cross would go
To show His love that knows no bound
So love for all could then be found.





































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