BLESSINGS

May God in His mercy
be with you this day
tomorrow and always
to show you the way.

May He bless you and keep you
in His Sacred Heart
to live with Him always
all His love to impart.

May all His gifts given
be known in our souls
and always be thankful
to be a part of His Fold.

May His graces pour down
on your life every day
may you grow in His Love
as you live in His Way.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
April 27, 2005

IN THE VALLEY

In the valley of sorrow
a sore heart is treading,
the tears of despair
in the valley shedding.

Where once there was joy
troubles now come to live,
what can I do now
what more can I give.

Weak and so tired
with the struggles of life,
beaten and broken
with battles and strife.

Lord, do You hear me
please show me the way,
to carry this burden
till You take it away.

Please walk with me Jesus
in Your heart give me rest,
and mend all my sorrows
put me not to the test.

Take away the division
the darkness, this blight,
with Your Love and Mercy
take away this dark night.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
July 18, 2004

BETHANY

A place of peace of and healing,
for the broken, fearful heart,
for the trampled and despairing,
for His blessings to impart.

A place for reconciliation,
for tears and making clean,
the inner darkened chambers,
that by God are ever seen.

To rise up from the ashes,
of a past made fertile ground,
and accept the love of Jesus,
all His graces that abound.

Rise up daughters of the King,
put on your royal dress,
and praise the God of miracles,
for your new found happiness.

Rest in His most Sacred Heart,
with the purifying flame,
He’ll hold you in His loving care,
and you’ll never be the same.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Oct. 25, 2003

I WANT TO SING

I want to sing...I want to sing
a love song to my Jesus,
I want to sing...I want to sing
a love song to my Lord.

I want to bring...I want to bring
Your gifts to one and all,
I want to bring...I want to bring
a bouquet of love to You.

I want to do...I want to do
all that You ever ask,
I want to do...I want to do
no matter how hard the task.

I want to be filled...I want to be filled
with Your Holy Spirit Lord,
I want to be filled...I want to be filled
my cup to overflow.

I want to thank You...I want to thank You
for my heart overflowing,
I want to thank You...I want to thank You
for Your faithfulness e’er showing

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Feb. 09, 2001

MOTHER’S KITCHEN

Through all our years of living
in sorrows, joys and pain,
there was a place in mother’s kitchen
where composure could be gained.

It was a large and homely room
aglow by oil lamp’s light,
where spelling, math and catechism
were practiced every night.

We received so many warm hearts there
for dinners, cards and chats,
long evenings spent in joy and laughter
a place for all to hang their hats.

After long hours spent in ceaseless tasks
when we were tucked away,
her hands would knit and sew and stitch
to keep us all in fine array.

After each and every evening meal
before we went to play,
we’d all kneel in mother’s kitchen
our rosary to pray.

Just inside the front door
in its place of honor there,
was our home’s seat of wisdom
our mother’s rocking chair.

The memories will linger on
written in our hearts to stay,
of the love in mother’s kitchen
for forever and a day.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Jan. 22, 2001

HAVEN OF THE WORD

An angel led me to your home
one bright and shining day,
a place of light and worship
where loving hearts await.

I was met with open arms
God’s love upon each face,
I was accepted without question
knowing I had found a place.

A haven where God’s Living Word
can freely be expressed,
no judgement e’er forthcoming
when my beliefs profess.

Oh Holy Spirit ever reign
on this haven of The Word,
pour forth your gifts upon them
through them, let Your love be heard.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Jan 20, 2001

I WANT TO BE YOURS

I want to be Yours Lord Jesus
for now and evermore,
I want to be Yours Lord Jesus
my desire grows more and more.

I open my hands Lord Jesus
and reach up to the sky,
to receive Your gifts Lord Jesus
from Your storehouse there on high.

I place my heart Lord Jesus
on Your altar everyday,
take all that’s there Lord Jesus
take it all oh Lord I pray.

For all I have Lord Jesus
is from Your mighty hand,
renew me now Lord Jesus
bring me to Your Holy Plan.

Where I will walk Lord Jesus
heart to heart and hand in hand,
on streets of gold and gladness
forever dwelling in Your land.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Jan. 19, 2001