SPIRIT FILLED

Sometimes I feel so full of love
that I think that I will burst,
the more I know my Saviour
the more for Him I thirst.

It sets my every fibre humming
my heart swells and beats so fast,
I’ll do all that’s in my power
to make these feelings last.

Holy Spirit give me the help
that I will need each day,
to ward off Satan’s evil grip
and keep all sin at bay.

I long to be Your perfect spouse
as pure as a little child,
to be worthy of Your heavenly home
to be tender, meek and mild.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Oct. 30, 1992

THE LIVING WELL

Your Heart oh Blessed Jesus
is the well for all who thirst,
for inner peace and love and joy
for those who search and search.

They look for help in bottles
in needles, books and pills,
these are the guiles of Satan
who can only make them ill.

For after they come down to earth
from these castles in the air,
the pain and dreadful emptiness
they find are all still there.

So dip your cup into the well
that is always overflowing,
then the desert of your heart
will be full of life and growing.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Oct. 28, 1992

YOUR GUIDING HAND

Clothe us with Your Mantle Lord
let Your smile be our sunshine,
whisper gentle words of love
ever so tender and kind.

Caress us as You did the children
when You walked upon the earth,
You always had the time for them
in their tears and in their mirth.

When we stumble and forget
to pray to You each day,
give us each a needed nudge
to the path that is Your way.

We are only human Lord
imperfect in our deeds,
Your ears are ever listening
to all our earthly needs.

So we ask You, don’t forget
as we all tend to do,
Your love is all that’s needed
to keep us fresh as morning dew.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Oct. 13, 1992

I WANT TO SHARE

I want to share the beauty,
that my eyes do ever see,
in the glory of Your face
You have revealed to me.

I want to share the music,
that I hear in Your sweet voice.
A song that’s there for everyone,
if we but make the choice.

I want to share Your gentle touch,
when I receive You in my soul,
You caress me, gentle Jesus,
and then do I feel whole.

I want to share the peace, the joy,
the mercy that I feel,
as I walk along each day,
it’s too much to be concealed.

For these are all His gifts of love,
they are beyond compare,
they only grow in intensity,
they are truly meant to share.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Oct. 13, 1992

THE LIVING VINE

He is the vine, we are the branches
His love is the root of all,
let us drink it in this sap of life
so we can grow straight and tall.

To Jesus who did open
the gates of heaven by His death,
He suffered, oh so very much
our sins He took in with each breath.

Just think how great His love was
to accept all pain and grief,
for people past and present
and those to come with no relief.

So let us drink in all the wine
that is given to each shoot,
of the living vine of God
and forever bear good fruit.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Oct. 06, 1992

THE GIFTS

Jesus is the vessel
that holds all the things we need,
we only have to ask for them
and He will hear our plea.

He only asks us all to love
Him first, and then our neighbour,
His Holy Spirit will send the fruits
that we all long to savour.

We coat our lives with evil
earthly cares and so much sin,
that the gifts, of the Son of God
can no longer enter in.

We need only ask forgiveness
it’s there always for the taking,
to make amends, to give Him love
we will never be forsaken.

We go around in circles
looking for the gift of love,
but we look in the wrong places
we need a gentle shove.

We must unlock our frozen hearts
all the darkness to release,
so we, His beloved children
receive mercy, joy and peace.

Then we can be God’s candles
that burn brighter every day,
beacons for our loved ones
to guide them on their way.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Oct. 04, 1992

THE AUTUMN JEWELS

There was a time in days gone by
their knowledge was much used,
they were the heart of the family
but today they are abused.

They gave so much for many years
worked hard, and did without,
to clothe and feed their young ones
with illness, they, fought many a bout.

They did their duty to their God
many a happy time was had,
they looked out for their neighbour
in good times and in bad.

Their children left them one by one
which is all right and good,
they spread their wings and flew away
as all good children should.

The days kept passing faster
their bones did start to creek,
but there were still a few good times
when family visited once a week.

Now their eyes are dim and barely see
their ears hear less and less,
their limbs are getting shaky
their bodies need more rest.

But when you get to the heart of it
it seems very plain to me,
it’s OUR eyes that have dimmed, OUR ears that don’t hear
OUR love that has gotten shaky.

These jewels they are still shining
their usefulness not past,
they can help us with their courage and love
their knowledge of life’s unsurpassed.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Oct. 02, 1992