5/3/26 Through 5/9/26

 5/3/26 Through 5/9/26

Sunday

So oft repeated in our day

We stumble and we lose our way

We hear the word, but heed it not

Then lose whate'er we think we've got

Don't get distracted by the good

But focus on the word, we should

For when we listen and obey

It keeps us on the narrow way

He makes a place for man to dwell

But never shall the man compel

He offers man a home above

But only when we learn to love

Monday

Not to us, but to Your Name

Belongs the glory, Lord

No good for man is Earthly fame

Or Earthly riches stored.

For all we have has come from You

And naught we claim our own

Our best is all that we can do

To make Your glory known.

Unworthy as a man may be

Each one a task You give

To help another plainly see

For You, a man must live

The self-reliance of our time

To false assurance leads

For when the final church bells chime

Then all we have are needs

For naked to the world we came

And naked we shall leave

No good for man is Earthly fame

To Jesus, we must cleave

Our glory must be His akin

Obtained by giving all

By opening our ears to Him

And answering His call.

Tuesday

To suffer much, the Christian's call

So, give Him nothing less than all

From early on, our Jesus knew

The worst that evil men would do

Yet, undeterred, He stood His ground

And boldly faced the evil found.

Scorned upon the Cross, He bled

Humiliated, cold, and dead

When evil thought the battle won

The torture and the killing done

He showed the pow'r of love to save

And rose again from in the grave

Now those who follow Him will know

That sufferings will come and go

Whate'er the trials though they find

He offers joy and peace of mind

For only in the Father's will

No matter how they maim or kill

The spirit cannot be controlled

And all will one day be consoled.

Wednesday

One firmly attached to the life-giving Vine

Whose fruit will produce an abundance of wine

Is always relying on strength from above

Renewing the soul with the power of love

The fruits of the Spirit abundantly grow

When graces, to branches, will lavishly flow

Apart from the Vine, they but wither and fade

Dried up, they but fuel for the fire are made

Oh, never let me, interrupt such a flow

But open each channel to flourish and grow

Then prune every branch so it bears the best fruit

As one well aware of my final pursuit.

Thursday

His word was meant for all to hear

All hearts were meant to Him be near

The God of love was meant for man

Since long before the time began

A chosen people all His own

Were first to whom our God was known

They had the law to bring them near

And yet the path remained unclear

It wasn't 'till Messiah came

And love became His claim to fame

That man could see His love extends

To even the remotest ends

Our task is carrying His word

'Till nations everywhere have heard

And Love's dominion grows to find

Its home in hearts of all mankind

Friday

Our friends are called upon in need

And friends are those the Master heed

A wondrous gift to be His friend

And always on His grace depend

Not slaves without Your goal in mind

But friends who to Your mission bind

And work to bear the fruit Divine

From those well grafted on the Vine

The friends are those who learn to love

Accepting graces from above

To bring the Kingdom here below

So sinners may forgiveness know.

Saturday

To know the Father, know the Son

For they are with the Spirit One

The ways of love so strange to man

Since in the Garden, time began

The time when man first turned away

From following the Father's way

Corruption entered perfect joy

And tries now to the man destroy

But Jesus came, redeeming man

According to the Father's plan

Not using pow'r, but using love

And teaching man to look above

To see the world beyond the Earth

And find therein a second birth

To where His love will rule the day

And all will walk the Father's way

Our job is but to spread the news

And help those here to rightly choose

Though some will hear yet go astray

There's some who listen and obey.