8/20/23 Through 8/26/23

 8/20/23 Through 8/26/23

Sunday

This house of Mine is made for all

Who listen well, and heed My call

For every tribe and every race

Accepting of My holy grace.

For eye is not the ear, you see

And hand, a foot, can never be

They all are one as made by Me

Their prayer I hear as well as thee

So welcome with a ready smile

Your kindred of a different style

The salad made of all mankind

Is one in heaven you shall find.

Monday

So, sell it all and follow Me

For that's the way you're truly free

And here's the wealth you really need

To plant and grow that precious seed.

True wealth so few can recognize

Though here each day before our eyes

With arms outstretched to welcome home

The wayward ones that far do roam

Oh, keep me Lord not far from You

And guide my heart in all I do

So if somehow I start to stray

Your love would draw me back to stay.

Tuesday

The lowly chosen by the King

To peace and joy and vict'ry bring

He uses those on earth so small

Who answer well His simple call.

He asks for everything we own

For then His will is clearly shown.

And those who answer, "Let it be."

Are those who lead to victory.

Wednesday

When called, I pray to answer well

Without excuses then to tell

To use His every granted gift

To seek the good, and common sift.

To labor well for just reward

With grateful heart unto my Lord

What better way to sing His praise

Than follow Him through all my days

Attentive to His every word

No hesitation e'er incurred.

But one so willing all to serve

With nothing held as in reserve.

Thursday

For what a great foundation laid

With blood and tears Apostles paid

To lay the stones still here today

That teach us how to live and pray

The men that walked His path each day

And listened to the words he'd say

They gave them root so deep within

That all would lose their life for Him

No other held so deep a sway

No comfort could deter the Way

The fire of love that burned within

Was Jesus Christ, who conquered sin.

We too, must spread the word each day

And faithful be, if come what may.

For trial attends the word of love

But leads us to our home above.

Friday

A loyalty uncommon then

Was shown by Ruth to mother when

She chose to stay to be her aide

And calls to leave could not persuade.

Her gods of former days were gone

The One True God she counted on

She left behind her home and kin

To life anew with God begin.

Saturday

Humble let Your servant be

By placing souls in front of me

By putting others 'fore my will

And making love my nature's fill

For You who made the earth and sky

So humble, came to earth to die

To show what man was meant to be

When sin was conquered on the Tree.

No greater sign could e'er be known

Than Jesus on a cross-shaped throne.

Our King in all humility

Who suffered there and died for me.

Oh, let me share that grace, Divine

And place Your will ahead of mine

If that be suffering and pain

Grant all for my eternal gain.

The lowest place above with Thee

So far exceeds where I should be

But in Your love, the lost is found

So hear my humble pleading sound.