Author: householdoftheholyfamily

Relentless is the love of God,
As stern as our approaching death,
Will bury us beneath the sod
As we’re redeemed on Spirit’s breath.

He will not ever let us go,
For never-dying is His love,
And He wants us always to know
Our home is with His Son above.

Our hearts are here with His heart one
As He redeems us by His grace,
For in His Son our victory’s won;
In others here we see His face.

United all of us will be
By Spirit’s breath in Body His
Where we will all His goodness see
As each through each Himself He gives.

You enter in me deep within my past
To cast away my darkness with Your light,
Redeem by Spirit that in me will last
Forever—and dispel my sinful night.

Your Spirit points to You who are the Son
Who comes within Your healing Body, Blood–
Makes me the one Your Spirit has begun,
Who stands with Mary ‘neath Your Holy Rood.

With John at Cross Your brother I become,
A son of Mary by Your Father made,
As I become myself by what You’ve done:
A new creation as my old self fades.

Within I have been crucified with You;
You live in me, and I am born anew!

In hope of life anew with Him we die
And know we must be purged, of sin remains,
By Him no longer in His tomb here lies
But comes to us His brothers, sisters claim.

With gratitude at last we say goodbye
To sin that in this life to our hearts clings
And say “begone” to Devil and his lies
As we hear angels up above us sing.

The mist of mercy we go through now clears,
And everlasting dawn the darkness ends;
In purgatory we leave all our fears
As He the heart of each of us now mends.

We knew that when we entered mercy’s mist
Its clear, bright light was Jesus’ welcome kiss.

THE CHURCH’S SAINTS

Grand feast of Saints—I’m overwhelmed
With richness of the Catholic Church,
A gift of God; we with them dwell
In Mother Mary’s tender touch.

We’re branches of Begotten’s vine;
We feel the love of Mother, sign
Of Father’s love in heart so warm–
Will last beyond the end of time

When all are gathered to Christ’s side
By Spirit, through her answer, “Yes,”
And all are born with Him who died,
Who came to be our human guest.

Forevermore the Church proclaims
Through lives of saints:  He’s one of us!
Now raised is He, the Church acclaims,
And always lives in all who trust.

The Church’s words are really His
Who cleanses us of sins last taint,
Defeats the Devil—now we live
With Michael and the Church’s saints.

In Him, when we are old we still are green
With sap from Vine to branches, never dries,
As ever new the world can see His sheen
In hearts made new with love that never dies.

Our fruit will ever grow, improve with age
As deepens stream in us of His new life,
And bars of earth no longer are our cage,
For door now open brings us heaven’s light.

From glory into glory we all grow
As image in each one reflects His truth—
Through virtues’ lens becomes His dawning glow
Of Eden New in our Baptismal fruit.

We’re nourished by the sap of His shed Blood
Through us–for earth becomes His cleansing flood.

Your sunset’s beauty escorts us to sleep
Into the night where bad dreams are no more,
And light within your sunset wakens deep
Your Image in us ‘twas there long before

Our sin had marred what You in our hearts keep.
Created to Your Trinity adore,
We’ll not forever from our own sin reap
The death which is our sleep that’s open door

To sunrise on the other side of night
Where cross of Him has buried all our sin,
Forever sleeps—will never in His light
Awaken to disturb our dreams again

As sunset, sunrise both within our sight.
We see what was before has always been.

Creation and Redemption both are one:
The second saves the good that’s in the first,
And both are Father’s plan through His own Son
In love for us that quenches Father’s thirst–

For we in Triune life participate
In glory—fills us, we become alive
In Him who draws us in to satiate
Us with His love that in us never dies–

Creates us in His Image born to love
Himself and others in His Image made
As flies between us Holy Spirit’s dove–
Wipes sin away from Image He inlaid.

Forever in His glory we’re to shine
In freedom found in Him who says, “You’re mine.”

The storms will always rock St. Peter’s bark
     But won’t prevail their dark
     For Jesus is on board,
And He o’er all our storms is always Lord–
Forever stills the darkest storms within
And frees us from the fear of death and sin.

His voice will speak to storms within to heal
     And crushes with His heel
     The head of Devil’s asp
To free the hearts by serpents coils were grasped—
Infuse in us the truth of rainbow light
That storms are ended—so is our dark night.