Heart of Jesus, victim of our sins, have mercy on us ...
These days we count the cost of sin
and look around with scornful eye,
quite forgetting to look within
we shout our creed: Did anyone die?
Jesus hung upon his cross
and made his heart a sacrifice
for He knew that we were lost
and redeemed us with His life.
Oh, I who sin and make excuse
yet live to sin another day
must turn to Him and self accuse,
must kneel before his cross and pray.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Reflections on the Litany of the Sacred Heart - 27
Heart of Jesus, our peace and reconcilation, have mercy on us ...
This wicked war that drags
on through the centuries
blinds us. Like the shell-shocked
we come to accept hell
exploding around us.
Beaten down we stumble
around in pain, wounded,
half-starved, half-mad, half-dead,
staggering through the land
with ashes in our mouths.
But some see the Dayspring
rising in the darkness,
bringing us welcome peace,
destroying death with life.
This wicked war that drags
on through the centuries
blinds us. Like the shell-shocked
we come to accept hell
exploding around us.
Beaten down we stumble
around in pain, wounded,
half-starved, half-mad, half-dead,
staggering through the land
with ashes in our mouths.
But some see the Dayspring
rising in the darkness,
bringing us welcome peace,
destroying death with life.
Friday, August 6, 2010
Reflections on the Litany of the Sacred Heart - 26
Heart of Jesus, source of all consolation, have mercy on us ...
Like a wounded child flees
to his mother's arms,
I flee, my lord, unto you.
Hold me tight.
Hold me tight,
In your embrace
all things are right.
I hide in your wounds, Lord,
in perfect peace,
with perfect protection.
Hold me close.
Hold me close.
These moments with you
matter the most.
You heal me with a touch
and send me forth--
but stay at my side.
Abide with me.
Abide with me.
There is no life
outside of Thee.
Like a wounded child flees
to his mother's arms,
I flee, my lord, unto you.
Hold me tight.
Hold me tight,
In your embrace
all things are right.
I hide in your wounds, Lord,
in perfect peace,
with perfect protection.
Hold me close.
Hold me close.
These moments with you
matter the most.
You heal me with a touch
and send me forth--
but stay at my side.
Abide with me.
Abide with me.
There is no life
outside of Thee.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Reflections on the Litany of the Sacred Heart - 25
Heart of Jesus, pierced with a lance, have mercy on us ...
You died, my Jesus,
and Satan - not content -
thrust his wicked lance
deep into your side.
He saw your wounds, Lord,
and called it victory.
Your blood and water flowed
to birth the church, your bride.
You died, my Jesus,
and Satan - not content -
thrust his wicked lance
deep into your side.
He saw your wounds, Lord,
and called it victory.
Your blood and water flowed
to birth the church, your bride.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Monday, August 2, 2010
Reflections on the Litany of the Sacred Heart - 24
Heart of Jesus made obedient unto death, have mercy on us ...
Everything human in us
wants to cry out "No!"
Time for the trumpet to sound,
the calvary to arrive,
time for the doctor to haul out
his miracle zapper
and fix those paddles right over
the hole in our Lord's heart.
Everything human in Him
obeyed the Father's will,
bid the angels to only watch,
yielded up his spirit,
and thus we are redeemed.
Everything human in us
wants to cry out "No!"
Time for the trumpet to sound,
the calvary to arrive,
time for the doctor to haul out
his miracle zapper
and fix those paddles right over
the hole in our Lord's heart.
Everything human in Him
obeyed the Father's will,
bid the angels to only watch,
yielded up his spirit,
and thus we are redeemed.
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