Sunday, February 5, 1995

HEARTS AFIRE


The season’s one of dryness
our hearts, arid and parched,
the stubborn regions of our thoughts
stiff to change, as to be starched.

The hot winds of a world astray
blow searing over feeble stems,
grown dry without the waters
that flow faithfully from Him.

Oh touch Your burning heart of love
to the tender we’ve become,
set all our hearts afire
burn tare and nettles every one.

With Your mighty Spirit wind
fan the flames to mount them higher,
then on the cleansed and fertile ground
plant the seed of new desire.

A harvest for Almighty God
a bouquet for The Spouse,
with all our hearts afire
when He calls us to His House.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Feb. 05, 1995

Friday, January 20, 1995

BREAK FREE


Violence and wars abound
o’er all the earth today,
in turmoil and confusion
man is blind, finds not the way.

To break free from the hatred
that fills the hearts of men,
who fumble in the darkness
for there is no light within.

Their thirst, it is unquenchable
for something they know not,
they follow voices of the world
entranced by another’s plot.

The chains that bind them, can be broken
their eyes be made to see,
their ears to hear only His truths
with Jesus’ love they can break free.

For it’s not complicated
to follow Jesus’ plan,
have faith, and give to Him your all
break free and take His hand.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Jan. 20, 1995

Tuesday, January 17, 1995

PRAISE TO THE KING


You are my Lord and Saviour
my God and Sovereign King,
in love and adoration
to Your promises I cling.

They are the hope that fills me
the courage and the strength,
to live out my days in longing
til I reach their breadth and length.

Your faithfulness eternal
Your love without an end,
Your gifts of faith, peace, love and joy
to the full You ever send.

And when I’ve reached that moment
as I step through the veil,
Your arms will hold me, Mighty King
as to the heights we scale.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Jan 17, 1995

Wednesday, December 21, 1994

A NEW DAY


A new day is dawning
and with the rising of the sun,
all men’s hearts are calming
there’s new hope for everyone.

For we’ve tested and we’ve tried
earthly ways to be content,
nothing’s worked, and men have cried
now’s the time to change, repent.

The answer’s been there all along
the help that we all need,
in our hearts His soul song
rings out, is finally freed.

Then the veil is lifted
and our vision is like new,
we realize that we’ve been gifted
by God, faithful and true.

We finally see His guiding hand
in all life’s happenings,
when men play out His Mighty Plan
true happiness He brings.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Dec. 21, 1994

Friday, December 16, 1994

SONG OF GLORY


Oh Jesus I love You
my heart is content,
play Your song of love through me
I’m Your instrument.

Let the notes ring out clearly
let them sound near and far,
let them tell of Your Glory
the love that You are.

The melody’s simple
its beauty does grow,
the rhythm is graceful
and the lyrics do flow.

My song’s never ending
its notes will still play,
I will sing it so gladly
until my final day.

Then You’ll write a new song
like none played before,
I’ll sing Your Song of Glory
with pure joy evermore

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Dec. 16, 1994

Thursday, December 15, 1994

JESUS KNOWS


Every deep dark secret
buried in our minds and hearts,
our every imperfection
Jesus knows each piercing dart.

Each time we show compassion
kindness, generosity,
or lend an ear to pain and sorrow
Jesus knows–smiles tenderly.

When our hearts are broken
by someone’s careless word or deed,
that takes away our confidence
Jesus knows our every need.

So many tears are falling
not one heart is left unscathed,
some turn away, ask not for help
Jesus knows they can be saved.

If only we would love Him
and take our sweet repose,
in His precious Sacred Heart
all His children, Jesus knows.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Dec. 15, 1994

Monday, December 12, 1994

TO KNOW HIM MORE


Sitting in my rocking chair
as back and forth I go,
I reach down deep, within my heart
my wounds and tears I show.

To Jesus, ‘oft forgotten
in all our busy days,
He waits for us to ask for help
to give Him thanks and praise.

For His blessings are uncountable
His ways are not our own,
we find it hard to follow Him
to sin and darkness we are prone.

Help me learn about You Jesus
as much as any human can,
I long to know about the love
that sent You, God made man.

The more I learn about You
the greater my desire,
to be engulfed forevermore
with Your saving, loving fire.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Dec. 12, 1994