Lord, help us ascend Your mountain,
Rough though the terrain may be.
May we stand in Your holy place,
May we seek to see as You see.
Give to us hands that are clean.
Give to us hearts that are pure,
Then we can climb to the top of Your mountain,
As each earthly trial we endure.
To climb to the top of Your mountain,
We need virtues, given by grace.
We need patience, and wisdom and kindness,
To stand in Your holy place.
Jesus, our loved ones have wandered,
In valleys so low and so deep,
Over the sins that offend You,
grant them the grace to weep.
Give to them hands that are clean.
Give to them hearts that are pure.
May they find the way up Your mountain.
As each trial, with faith they endure.
Help them ascend to Your mountain,
Ascend to their purpose in life and Your will.
As their feet make their way up Your mountain.
Help their hearts, in Your love, to be still.
Be their food for this perilous journey.
Be their strength for this rugged race.
May they one day stand beside You,
In Your sacred and holy place.
May they drink, from Your streams of new life,
With thirst quenched, at Your crystal-clear fountain,
May their first goal in life be to reach You,
At the top of Your holy mountain.
(Based on Psalm 24)
Give us wisdom, Lord of mercy.
Confused we are by many things.
Instruct us through our days and nights.
Shelter us beneath your wings.
In You, O Lord, we are at rest.
To our minds, the truth You bring.
Our hearts rejoice with thoughts of You.
You keep us safe beneath Your wings.
You are our mighty fortress, Lord.
Our King above all earthly Kings.
Your strong pinions cover us,
Secure we are beneath Your wings.
Give wisdom to our loved ones, Lord.
Confused they are by worldly things.
Instruct them in the way of truth.
Protect them Lord, beneath Your wings.
May loved ones turn to You, dear Lord,
And seek You as their only King,
May they ever seek Your will,
Find true shelter beneath Your wings.
“Your soul is called to raise itself to God by the elevator of love and not climb the rough stairway of fear.” (St. Therese of the Little Flower)
Lord, You ask for our trust, urge us not to be afraid.
No matter what comes at us in our nights or in our days.
With eyes fixed upon You, and on the things above,
You lift us up to You, through Your elevator of love.
But oh, how fear can grip us; events are filled with so much fright.
We detest the evil going on, as for truth and light we fight.
Take away our fears. Climbing fear’s stairway is rough.
With fear, may we now be done. Of fear we’ve had enough.
May we push love’s elevator button, shut fear outside the door.
Raise us through each loving story, till we hit the highest floor.
The floor that’s filled with grace, the floor where all are kind.
The floor where truth and peace abound in every heart and mind.
Lord, our loved ones too are climbing rough stairways of fear.
They have no peace within, know not that You are near.
Make haste, Lord, speak to their souls in another way,
On love’s elevator, raise them without delay.
Help them find the elevator, ease them through its door.
Show to them, how to reach the top and holy floor.
Give to them a love for truth, love for You, their One Creator.
Raise them up, Lord, to the truth in Your loving elevator.
Saint Therese, pray for us!
My job is to inform,
Not to convince.
(Saint Bernadette)
Dear Lord, we need strength and grace,
Grace from up above,
To go forth to speak the truth,
To speak the truth, with love.
Give to us Your wisdom,
Fill us with Your light.
Take possession of our speech.
Lord, help us do this right.
Bless us with true courage.
The world paints truth as gray.
Show us the way we are to speak.
Give us the words to say.
Help us, Jesus, to show others—
Without battle, without fight,
That it’s true, can’t be denied,
Some things are black and white.
Help us remember, Jesus,
Of peace, You are our Prince.
Our job is simply to inform.
Our job’s not to convince.
Posted: November 2, 2023 · Leave a Comment
WHAT DO WE DO WITH THIS SORROW?
In sorrow and suffering,
go straight to God with confidence,
And you will be strengthened, enlightened and instructed. (St. John of the Cross)
What do we do with this sorrow, this suffering come our way?
How do we handle this torment? What will carry us through the day?
Where do we go with this sorrow, on this journey we are forced to trod?
Let’s take our sorrow to Jesus, our suffering straight to God.
With confidence let’s go to Jesus; He knows all about it, it’s true.
Let’s all go now to Jesus, and ask Him what we should do.
Let us take our sorrow to Jesus, no more keep Him at an arm’s length.
Let us rest in the arms of Jesus. From there we will find a new strength.
Let us trust in our sweet Lord Jesus. There is no more need to be frightened.
Let us lend our ears to Jesus. By Him we can all be enlightened.
Let us open our minds to Jesus; give Him all our attention and thought.
Let us hear the words Jesus speaks to us. At His feet may we humbly be taught.
Our loved ones have strayed, far from the truth, and have strayed far from You.
Lord, be to them their teacher. Instruct them in what they should do.
Speak to their minds Lord Jesus. Enlighten them in what is true.
Give them the strength Lord Jesus, to flee sin and to follow You.
Thank You Lord for Your patience, Your heart burning for souls with love.
Thank You Lord for lifting our minds, to ponder heaven above.
Thank You for enlightening us, Your humbled and wayward creatures.
Thank you, Jesus for guiding us. Thank you for being our teacher.