3/23/25 Through 3/29/25

 3/23/25 Through 3/29/25

Sunday

Lord, make me want You more and more

Give me angel wings to soar.

Lord, make my roots grow deep and wide,

Make Your word my constant guide.

Lord, make me not a barren tree

Make me bear much fruit for Thee.

Lord, let me draw from flowing streams

Bearing fruit Your love esteems.

For late I've come to you my Lord

Another year You won't afford.

Your many gifts must make return,

Or in the lasting fire burn.

Much patience you have shown to me

I dare not be a barren tree.

For lo, Your patience has an end

Where on my fruit I must depend.

Then judgment comes, the fear of all,

When, mercy is the loudest call.

And those remaining fruitless see

There is no mercy left for thee.

Monday

A child's voice to man revealed

God's power in their time concealed.

The man of import humbled so,

In haste to Israel would go.

With gold and silver, clothing fine,

The man, a healing, hoped to find.

But gold and silver could not win

A way to heal his sickly skin.

A washing in the Jordan, though

For seven times would let him know

The God of Israel alone

As God above all gods was shown.

Tuesday

I am the servant of the Lord,

To me, His grace has been outpoured.

I, too, must magnify His name

I, too, am one for whom He came.

My soul rejoices, as does She

He came for all, including me.

The mighty cast from thrones on high,

The lowly lifted to the sky.

Great mercy He has shown mankind

A light of love on Earth He shined.

His strength was shown to scatter pride

For on the Cross the Humble died.

But three days hence, His glory shone

For then He rolled away the stone,

And rose victorious o'er the grave,

His faithful children all to save.

Wednesday

Just keep the law and pass for wise.

Be honored in your neighbor's eyes.

So, hear His word, observe His law

His love will cover every flaw.

So, keep His law, do not forget

The progeny which you beget

Must hear and learn and pass it on,

Or let His blessing soon be gone.

Thursday

From days in Egypt until now,

Your word has come to show us how,

To prosper as a nation, Lord

But oh, so often, we've ignored.

We've taken many gifts from You

But fail to then return Your due.

We act as if we've earned our way

And listen not to what You say.

Our ways are governed then by pride,

We heed not voices You provide.

We stop our ears and stomp our feet

As spoiled brats in self-conceit.

But still You call and beckon back

To keep us on the narrow track.

Too often though, we go astray

And try to find another way.

There is no way but that You show

For wise and docile sheep to go.

Lord, give us wisdom, make us strong.

Help us to get where we belong.

Help us to harden not our hearts

But heed to all Your voice imparts;

To follow every word You say;

And walk in peace the narrow way.

Friday

If Jacob simply listened well

How great the stories He could tell.

What wonders he would truly see

If he would listen well to Me.

Just open wide, and I would fill

For all who cater to My will,

And I would conquer all his foes

And cancel every debt he owes.

On wheat and honey, he would dine;

The finest wheat and choicest wine.

For all who listen and obey

Shall feast with Me that final day.

For I am Lord of all alone,

No other god be worship shown.

When mind and strength belong to me

Salvation then My children see.

Saturday

Forgive! Forgive, oh Lord, my sin!

You know my sorrow deep within.

So many times I've turned away

You called, yet still I went astray.

So foolish in so many ways

Your voice was heard throughout my days

But often I would pay no heed

Ignoring what the poor might need.

Then poverty was at my door

In spite of all that I worked for.

All riches, power, wealth, and fame

Compared to love are simply lame.

Your mercy Lord is what I need

And this is what I humbly plead.

No merit in these works of mine

That just somehow are set to rhyme.

No work of simple man could pay

For what You gave that awful day

When Love was nailed upon the tree

To save a sinner such as me.

But let me try with all I own

To make Your loving kindness known;

To spread Your love to those in need

And scatter broadly Mercy's seed.