Author: householdoftheholyfamily

Lord, open heaven, please come tear
That curtain, Spirit pour;
Send Noah’s Dove to all us here,
As Father we adore.

Come, make us one with your One Son;
We’re baptized in His Blood.
That Blood with Spirit’s waters one;
We’re plunged beneath that flood.

Wash all of us o’re this good earth
With all Your Spirit’s gifts;
May earth now know your joy, new birth,
As sin from Eden lifts.

We cling to you, your passion share,
You die on Cross within.
On our old bodies your marks bare;
they make us free from sin.

We lay with you in your dark grave,
Now wrapped in swaddling clothes.
We rise with you, from our sin saved–
We bloom like Sharon’s Rose. 

Now, grafted into your True Vine,
Your Body here below.
Through us to earth flows Blood-Red Wine–
Now all salvation know. 

Then like Elijah we all ride
On chariot we’re driv’n,
With Mary, meet at Jesus’ side,
Ride Spirit’s Ark to heav’n.

We praise you, Lord, in many tongues
But all in Jesus’ name;
You climb down Jacob’s ladder’s rungs:
To all of us you came.

A special word to each one speaks,
Strikes deep within each chest,
And strengthens every heart that’s weak
To bring forth all God’s best.

Your image once defiled by Eve
Passed down through human race,
Through Mary’s “yes” we, too, receive
Begotten’s sinless face.

For in each face we all now see
Our Savior looking back–
A person for eternity
And each will nothing lack.

Each person an unequaled branch
Sprouts from Christ’s living Vine,
Wound all together in His Church–
All drink His Bloody Wine.

And when we wake from Jacob’s dream,
God’s angels still are there,
For we have crossed that Jordan stream,
And we breathe heaven’s air.

Lord, circle us your rainbow round
That sin will reign no more,
Then let us hear that heaven’s sound
And on us Spirit pour.

Let us sail on your Church’s ark
O’er all earth’s stormy seas
To bring your light into the dark
Of sin, set others free.

We echo your words, “Peace, be still,”
And Satan’s tumults cease;
For your Cross all our sin now kills,
As Spirit is released.

Through faith lead us to understand
Your doctrine that is true,
For doctrine is that rainbow strand
That ties our hearts to you. 

Lord, dip us in your sacred bath
Found in your Mother’s House,
And wash away our sin-caused wrath,
As we become your spouse.

Like Mary, wed us to yourself;
Let us bear your own Son,
For Mary bore our Lord herself
That we may bear same One.

Perfect those natural talents there
From Image in us made;
Let Holy Water wash us where
Our gifts may world invade.

Make East of Eden Garden fair
With rainbow in the sky;
All water there cleans Satan’s lair,
And waters gifts once dry.

Baptismal gifts now all forth shoot;
Their branches earth entwine.
All branches grow from Jesse’s Root
And watered with His wine.

Those branches wind ’round ladder’s rungs
And climb to Jesus’ throne;
There sing the songs by angels sung, 
Join earth to heaven’s home. 

Lord, let us be on your ship’s prow
In Holy Spirit’s wind,
And daily we’ll renew our vows
As us to world you send.

Upon the Church’s cutting edge,
We catch the Spirit’s breeze
As in the world we drive a wedge
And plant New Eden’s Tree–

That new Tree in the shape of Cross
On hill named Golgotha;
Tree planted in that dung and dross
Is where Maranatha–

Transforms all earth from Hell’s cesspool
To Heaven’s waterfall–
A place were virtue now will rule;
Be baptized, all are called.

We’re called by One baptizes us
With Holy Spirit’s fire;
New life He gives to Eden’s dust,
Will dampen Satan’s ire.

Then all climb on that Gospel Ship,
The Holy Spirit’s Ark.
Off that same ship we never slip;
We’re saved from our grave’s dark.

We sail on into Heaven’s light
To Jesus’ mercy seat;
We bask in glow of Mary’s sight–
Our King and Queen we meet.

We all now see that good Ship’s port
Is place where Father dwells–
By Mary welcomed to His court
With our Emmanuel. 

O Lamb of God, come be our lamp
And lighten all dark Eden’s camp;
Ignite that fire that has been damp,
And loose from us dark Satan’s clamp.
In us Christ’s Image newly stamped;
Created Image is revamped.
By work of Holy Spirit sent,
We see again God’s first intent.
That heaven’s curtain now is rent
By Jesus, who from heaven went
To give His life; it all was spent
For us who Adam’s choice had bent.

Now we become the whole world’s light
By power that is Jesus’ might;
We always keep Him in our sight,
As we engage in Michael’s fight.
Christ cleans the world from Adam’s blight
And raises it to heaven’s height,
As Mary’s nature God assumes
And pours Himself into our gloom.
He makes earth house of many rooms
And sweeps them clean with Spirit’s broom.
In light of Lamb, New Eden blooms–
His promise is to come back soon. 

We think that nature is our toy 
To shape the way we will; 
Yet tiger tame brings us no joy,  
Is lifeless, cold, and still. 

This nature seen from human side
Yields only half its truth;  
We cut it open, look inside 
And miss its holy worth.  

Mistakenly, we see ourselves
As only nature, too;
Look at ourselves, uncover hell;
We see what sin can do.

So round and round in self we go,
Wind whirling round dead leaves.
Our human selves we fail to know,
As to ourselves we cleave.

Then into human nature comes
The One who made us all;
His nature minds alone can’t plumb–
To human hearts He calls.

“Turn back to me and human be,
A person fully live;
A sacrament for all to see,
And all my earth will thrive.

“See bread and wine, the stuff of earth,
The work of human hands:
Transfigured, made of sacred worth
By my own Godly hand.”

That hand of fully human One
Can transform by its touch,
For hand is hand of God’s own Son,
Who loves us all so much.

Now all of nature sacrament
As always meant to be;
All look to Jesus, are unbent–
Look up, we heaven see.

From earth we gaze on heaven’s sky,
And come alive again;
Live on our own no longer try:
We’re fully human men.

One less than God comes, less than we,
And slyly tempts by fruit we see
To call us less than human be,
Forsaking our humanity.

His incantation, I have found,
Is one the pulls me to the ground;
It slithers with a serpent’s sound,
Rumbling in my belly round

For my base lower nature finds
It wants to, like a snake, unwind,
Be free from all those virtues bind,
Forget I’m one of humankind.

But Jesus saves the human race:
The Son of God takes human face,
Takes all our nature, leaves no trace,
Yet fully God by Father’s grace.

Through Him our heart’s alive again;
He turns our belly from its sin. 
Our minds through hearts can now begin
To belly rule: again we’re men.