Author: householdoftheholyfamily

Break of Dawn

The darkness over earth You spread
To bring creation to its sleep
That Christ may live among the dead
And they His sin-free nature reap.

We’re destined to from sleep awake
In dawn of Resurrection morn
When righteousness our thirst will slake,
And we anew will then be born.

So we embrace each holy night,
Prepares us for our earthly death
Where Jesus shows His righteous might,
Restores us all to Eden’s health.

For heaven’s dawn will triumph here
As every tear is wiped away,
And we’re no longer ruled by fear
For life in us has come to stay. 

Harrowing Hell

He goes where Adam, Eve before Him went
On day before His New Creation dawns
And rescues all before Him there were sent
To wait for Him for Whom their hearts have longed.

And yet I know to hell in me descends
The One who searches hell for Adam, Eve
For He casts out from my heart deep within
The hell I’ve sown and grants me full reprieve.

Like Adam, Eve I’ve longed for only Him
Who came through Mary’s “yes” to enter us
To harrow hell in every child of man
And cleanse our hearts so we can in Him trust.

For Satan cannot reign where Jesus lives
Because it’s heaven in us that He gives. 

GOD’S CHALICE

You are a chalice, Mary, by God formed
To stand at cross and catch the Blood Christ spills
And bear it there for many yet unborn
Who from it His New Life will drink their fill.

For His full life is human nature new
From you, joined in your womb with Life Divine;
When from your cup we drink His heaven’s dew,
We also drink your blood from Eve’s new vine.

The first to drink from you is your son, John,
Whose mother through God’s Word you now become,
And all who drink the Blood of your blessed Son
Are by you, as our Mother, welcomed home.

Forever, your Son’s life for us you bear
As He gives you to us for all to share.

Sowing Humility

With towel You stoop to wash our feet
Before You feed us with Yourself;
Humility in You we meet
As you away wash our sin’s filth.

And then you feed us what we know
Is Blood and Body, makes us new;
In us humility you sow
The color of Your Mother’s blue.

Although we know she is not here,
Yet her humility we see:
In Body, Blood Your bring her near
So we like her can also be.

When we go forth to sing a psalm,
Your new seed in us has been sown–
Will grow and uproot weeds of wrong
As You through us make Yourself known. 

Two Advocates

O Lord, please come to us: release
And save us all from Devil’s lair,
Restore us to in You believe
Who comes to hearts through Mary fair.

She comes to take our hearts to You—
Together you’re a saving pair—
And with her Mother’s eyes we view
To see with You there’s no compare.

For who but You can truth tell us
And captivate our hearts and minds
So we with faith can reason trust
To picture whole, a view sublime.

You two, good advocates, reveal
Our Father–sends His Spirit wise
Through You and her to our souls heal
And make us fit for Paradise. 

Her Place in God’s Rhyme

Can God be born in human time,
The Maker by His creature made,
To place our prose in His great rhyme
And lighten dark of our sin’s shade?

It all depends on Mary’s word
When angel visits Nazareth,
To bear God’s Son, who is her Lord,|
Who comes to us through her to bless.

All heaven’s hosts are waiting, still,
As listen they for Mary’s voice.
Salvation rests on Maiden’s will;
To bear God’s Son will be her choice.

And when Young Woman speaks her “yes,”
All angels leap in heaven’s joy
As God in our world comes as guest
In person of a baby boy!

Palm Sunday

The songs of His adoring crowd have died,
Their palms crushed under conquering Roman feet,
As Mother watches all with heavy sigh
And knows that Jesus soon will His death meet.

Close to her heart she holds the promise made
That of His Kingdom there will be no end,
And she will not let her commitment fade
For she has faith her son will live again.

So, silently she keeps her mother’s watch
With other women who like her have faith–
Expose their pain to Him who’ll each heart search–
And shares with them their tears at Jesus’ fate.

She waits with Him so near His suffering hour;
With love, she’ll know His Resurrected power.

Mary’s Choice

Those evil spirits of that fallen one,
Exiled to earth, our human sphere, now seek
To human hearts inhabit that are weak
And seek to stand apart from God, alone.
For human strength is found upon those knees
That bow before the One who said, “Don’t eat;
You learn the truth while sitting at My feet,
For good and evil are my choice you see.”
But we, like Eve, here bow instead to hear
The one incarnate in that serpent’s life,
Who seeks to enter us with Devil’s strife
And rob us of our own good human cheer.
O Jesus, now incarnate and awake
Our conscience in us, Mary’s choice to make. 

Cut My Chains

Come to me, Lord, and cut my chains
That I may not by sin be bound,
For sin has caused me inward pain
With knots that Satan has wrapped ‘round.

I know Your Cross is like a knife
That chains can cut and set me free
And cleanse me of my inner strife
So in You I can myself be.

I know without You I am lost,
A prisoner tied and bound for hell,
But You have paid for me the cost
To set me free with truth You tell.

And now as free man I choose You,
For as Your captive I rejoice;
In bondage to You I can view
How You present to each a choice. 

When each of us will rightly choose,
No longer will we be downcast,
For You we gain as sin we lose
And welcome-in Your love so vast. 

Joseph, Mary’s Husband

St. Joseph, pray each husband will to wife
Give honor, for through wife he honors Christ
Who for His Church surrendered His own life
And paid to honor her with heavy price.

For you, in Mary, Church unblemished saw—
In faithfulness took her into your house;
By angel you had glimpsed a higher law—
Were unafraid to take her as your spouse.

Now, husbands all our Lord’s handmaid will serve
When they in their blessed wives see Mary’s heart
Then give themselves to her without reserve,
While grace through wives to them God does impart.

St. Joseph, pray His grace for husbands all,
That they for their blessed wives hear angel’s call.