Category: Other Poetry

Perfect Your law, O Lord, in me
     And make of me Your saint
That I may live eternally,
     Made free from Adam’s taint.                                      

The knowledge of Your ways please give,
     And I will be content
In Your will my whole life to live
     Made pure through my consent.

The road to Zion in our hearts
    With Your law for us paved;
Your longing for us You impart,
     And on this road we’re saved.

Through Your law comes Your heart-filled love
     To make us saints for You–
Made fit to dwell with You above,
     Filled with Your glory’s hue. 

 Will nothing ever quench my thirst
     For life beyond the grave?
Forever must our fruit be cursed
     By snake to Eve once gave?

But then I see is lifted up
     A Body on a Cross,
And my heart leaps, begins to trust:
     I’ve found what we had lost.

At Him who’s on that Cross I gaze,
     His Body I can see,
As Spirit’s breath away blows haze–
     On paten lies for me–

And then a chalice lifted high
     Is filled with Body’s Blood:
The Son of God to us draws nigh
     In Body, Blood–our food.

At last my thirst is satisfied
     For life that does not end,
As He, who for our sins has died,
     Is raised to life again.

For on His Cross is lifted high
     The life lost by First Eve;
Creation shudders with a sigh–
     At last knows its reprieve.

We eat His Body, drink His Blood
     And taste eternal life.
With Noah on far side of flood,
     We’re bathed in Son’s new light.

The hand that made us deigned to flesh become
To know the life of one whom He had made
And so unravel what by sin we’ve done
To bring His light, illumines all our shade.

His hand now scatters to the wind our dark
As His new life becomes our eastern dawn,
And we by birth and rising of Him mark
All time, as we for Him forever long.

A New Creation held in His own palm
Now rises from the death of Adam’s sin,
And we burst forth with angels in a song
Of praise to Him as we begin again.

We know the touch of His eternal hand–
Gives life anew to us and to our land. 

Your mercy drives like winnowed chaff
Our sin away by Spirit’s breath,
And we with saints and angels laugh
At Satan’s lures that will bring death.

The virtues in us come awake,
And praise is ever in our hearts;
For You our thirst for virtue slake
With righteousness You now impart.

You drive away our wickedness
As we your Mother’s children are
And know with her Your blessedness
That comes when sin is cast afar.

“I Am Who Am” You say to us
And take us into Trinity,
As Wind Divine brings mercy’s trust
And we in You are now set free. 

Each one’s an instrument He makes
And tunes for songs He will compose
To play through each for others’ sake
And soothe away our sinful woes.

It is our choice to let Him tune
Our bodies, minds to play His songs,
And sometimes He will need to prune
What in His harp does not belong.

But when His fingers strum our strings,
And we His music finally hear,
With us His choirs of angels sing
As heaven to our earth draws near.

For each of us in symphony
Is needed to make music soar–
United in polyphony
Our hearts will never ask for more. 

May hearts be cleansed of our mortality
That we may live beyond corruption here
To see the world was once, again will be,               
And know Your truth dispels our every fear.

Like Moses may we see with hearts made pure
Across the Jordan to Your Promised Land
Where death and time no longer will endure,
And we with bodies raised together stand.

May wisdom in our hearts on earth prevail,
Proclaim the Son who dies to set us free,
And see with Him we’ll rise beyond the veil
To be who we were always meant to be.

May world redeemed, through us its glory show:
The Son—the Way, the Truth, the Life we know. 

I cannot make my heart my own
And find the happiness I seek,
For when I do my heart will roam—
Presume I’m great in my conceit.

Yet, when my heart becomes His home
By my surrender to His will,
A happy person I become
And hear His voice that’s small and still.

And as the noise of this world fades,
His voice becomes in me a song,
A sound for which I have been made
And now I know to Him belong. 

God’s heart’s an open gate to Paradise;
His Son is One with Him in love of us.
Our Father’s heart enfleshed but free from vice
Has come to raise our hearts from earthly dust.

Our Father’s plan to make us one with Him
Unites us with Himself in human Son
Who came to us through Mother, free from sin,
By Spirit who unites us all in one.

His Trinity has come through Father’s heart
As Jesus lives in each of us unique,
For each of us in His heart has a part
To play in Body where His love we meet.

We take His heart in Body to the world
To show His Son is Father’s priceless pearl. 

His Body, Blood within us rise,
The fruit of Jesus’ sacrifice:
Ingest His life with earthly food
Transformed to Body and His Blood.

Without His food we cannot live
The life He freely to us gives;
Without Him we can never be
Conceived in His humility.

Forgetting self, we Him consume–
Brings life into our earthly gloom.
Receive His life: His great surprise
Is we with Him will ever rise!

O Sacred Heart, so wounded deep,
With Mary’s heart your vigil keep
As for us both your Hearts do weep;
For as we sow, we also reap.

Peace in our hearts we cannot buy,
So trapped are we by Satan’s lie;
No matter now how hard we try,
In us the price is just too high.

Imperfect cannot perfect be
Since first Eve chose imperfectly.
One perfect in humanity
Must come to us to human free.

God’s New Creation now is born
Of Woman, from the old not scorned.
Her heart one Heart that’s not forlorn,
A heart that has not our sin worn.

From Mother, He our nature takes;
His Sacred Heart her own Heart makes,
As human nature on earth quakes,
When from its sin-drugged sleep awakes.

That Sacred Heart joins with our own;
Her Heart Immaculate now known.
In human nature virtue grown
With Jesus’ Heart, our cornerstone.