Tuesday, March 30, 1993

HE GIVES ME SPRING


He gives me life, He gives me love
the sun with each new morn,
its light brings His marvels into view
its rays keep us nice and warm.

Then the snows of winter start to melt
new life is coaxed from dormant things,
the very air itself is washed
it sets my heart and soul to sing.

The robin chirps so fervently
the sun upon his breast,
his heart it throbs so ardently
he does what he does best.

Spring thaw starts my inner rivers
surging joyfully through my veins,
I become intoxicated
and I know that my God reigns.

He gives me sights and wonders
so many glorious things,
but most of all, I thank You God
for life, for love, for Spring.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Mar. 30, 1993

Friday, March 26, 1993

OPEN UP


Rejoice, rejoice, lift up your voice
proclaim His name on high,
His love is all consuming
it lifts you higher than the sky.

Praise Him, praise Him, with all your might
let His image ever be,
before your eyes, your heart and soul
with His love He’ll set you free.

Open, open up the doors
to heart and mind and soul,
He wants to dwell within you
don’t leave Him in the cold.

Let Him, let Him give to you
all the things He has in store,
the graces, love and blessings
they’ll be yours forevermore.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Mar. 26, 1993

Monday, March 15, 1993

PERFECT LOVE


We have it in us to be great
because each of us the Lord did make,
in the perfect image of the one
who gave to us His only Son.

He came to teach us here on earth
the way to have a brand new birth,
hearts were hard, eyes didn’t see
He shed His blood on Calvary.

For some by then it was too late
for His next coming, they’d have to wait,
on the third day He rose and went to seek
His faithful ones, who were so meek.

He rose up to His heavenly throne
He didn’t leave them all alone,
the Holy Spirit He sent, from up above
to fill them with the fire, of His Love.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Mar. 15, 1993

Sunday, March 14, 1993

THE YEARNING SOUL


Oh Jesus, gentle Jesus
when You smile down on me,
my soul does start to yearning
from my body to be free.

The tears that flow do not belong
to me, but to my soul.
It cries out to my Jesus
longing only to be whole.

Its groanings and its sighings
they do not go unheard,
Jesus hears and understands,
He deciphers every word.

Jesus answers in response
it’s not time for your release,
be patient, yearning soul of Mine
I give you mercy, joy and peace.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Mar.14, 1993

Friday, March 5, 1993

PASSING OF TIME


Long ago and far away
was the first bright sunny day,
the air was pure, the grass was green
the sights were as we’ve never seen.
As time went by, so many days
progress happened innumerable ways,
sometimes for better, sometimes for worse
some of the changes more like a curse.
We long for quiet times we say
as that long ago and far away day,
seems we’re never happy or content
only realizing when we’re old and bent,
each day is a gift from heaven above
sent from the Father of infinite love.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Mar. 05, 1993

Tuesday, March 2, 1993

FOOD FOR LIFE


Rid us of our cloaks of darkness
of ignorance and greed,
prepare us for Your table Lord
where we can ever feed.

On abundant milk and honey
that pours upon each soul,
beyond compare the flavour
the food that makes us whole.

Your mercy fills us full of hope
Your forgiveness makes us shine,
Your Word oh Lord does fill us up
makes us heady as with wine.

Your promises, give us the strength
to follow where You lead,
to give help to all Your children
in their each and every need.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Mar. 02, 1993