Exultation of the Cross

EXULTATION OF THE CROSS

The Cross, a symbol of love divine,

Two wooden pieces, yet oh so fine.

Stained with the blood of Christ, our Lord,

A simple plank, now a holy chord.

On Calvary's hill, He bore our pain,

Died our death, and rose again.

The Throne of the Saviour, where love did shine,

Redeeming the world, one drop at a time.

In the Cross, we see God's love so true,

And the cruelty of sin, that nailed Him anew.

A Monument of Love, that tells the greatest tale,

Of sacrifice and mercy, that never fails.

Beyond the Cross, we see the glory of God,

The resurrection power, that lifts us from the sod.

No cross, no crown, the pathway to eternity,

A bridge between earth and heaven, for you and me.

By the Cross, death was conquered, sin was paid,

Satan's power defeated, heaven was displayed.

The Weapon of Victory, that gives us might,

Jesus defeated hell, and brought us to the light.

From the Cross, forgiveness flows like a stream,

Mercy and grace, that heals our deepest dream.

The curse was changed to blessing, shame to grace,

Punishment to redemption, in this holy place.

Of the Cross, we venerate, and honor its might,

The Instrument of Salvation, that shines so bright.

Not just a symbol, but the essence of our faith,

The Cross of Christ, that gives us life and hope to sway.

To the Cross, we bend our knee,

And proclaim its power, for all to see.

Hail Holy Cross, our Saviour's mighty sign,

From which we draw strength, to carry our cross in line.

Be Merciful

Be Merciful 

Be merciful, just like our Father above,

Don't judge, for we're imperfect, filled with love.

Condemn not, for we're sinful, too,

Forgive, and let love shine through.

Forgiveness heals the heart and soul,

Reconciles relationships, makes us whole.

Without it, hurt and anger will remain,

And love will be incomplete, in vain.

Give with joy, for it's in giving we receive,

A good measure, pressed down, shaken, and freed.

Like Mother Teresa, may our hearts be light,

Filled with love, and a spirit of delight.

May we choose mercy, forgiveness, and love,

And reflect God's kindness, sent from above.

Rejoice in Suffering

Rejoice in Suffering 

In suffering's dark and troubled night

We find a strange and wondrous light

A chance to share in Christ's own pain

And prove our faith, like gold refined in flame

With eternal eyes, we see beyond

The temporary trials that surround

And find our joy, our strength, our might

In heaven's promise, shining like a light

God's presence sustains, His Spirit empowers

We are not alone, in darkest hours

Through Christ, we can endure and stand

And find our reward, in His outstretched hand

Like St. Paul, let our hearts declare

"I can endure all things, through Christ who's there"

And in our suffering, may we find

A joy that's rooted, in heaven's design.

Hands

Hands

Hands that wither, hands that stray

From prayer, from kindness, lose their way

Jesus commands, "Stretch out your hand"

And strength flows in, a healing plan

Holy hands, a symbol of might

Healing and helping, shining bright

Nailed to the cross, a sacrifice true

Redeeming our hands, for me and you

Clean hands, pure heart, a Psalmist's cry

Ascend the mountain, touch the sky

Hold the Body of Christ with reverence high

Feel the power, let love never die

Let our hands be instruments of grace

Stretching out to help, to bless, to embrace

May Jesus' touch, our hands restore

To do good, to love, forever more.

Hearing and Speach

Hearing and Speach 

Listen before you speak, a lesson true,

Jesus heals the deaf and dumb, a message anew.

Two ears to hear, one mouth to share,

Let's use them wisely, show we care.

In a world of noise, let's learn to hear,

The voice of conscience, the Word so clear.

Let's speak with kindness, truth, and grace,

And use our words to build, not erase.

May Jesus heal our tongues, set them free,

To speak life-giving words, a blessing to see.

Let's praise and worship, use our voice to share,

The love of God, and show we care.

Horror of Hunger

Horror of Hunger

Hunger's pangs, a universal cry

For food, for love, for a gentle sigh

In fields, in temples, on highways wide

Empty bellies, hearts full of pride

From David's bread to disciples' grain

Hunger's fire burns, a driving pain

In lockdowns, in wars, in darkest night

Hunger's shadow looms, a constant fight

Mother Teresa's heart, a love so true

Feeding souls, as well as bodies anew

A hunger deeper, a void so vast

Only love and God can forever last

Let us feed, let us love, let us share

For in giving, our own hunger's repaired

And in the silence, a whisper's heard

"Our hearts are restless, until they rest in God."

Bridegroom

Bridegroom 

The Bridegroom's presence, a joyful sight

No need to fast, when He's in our light

His absence comes, with death's dark night

Then we mourn, and fast with all our might

But now He's here, let's rejoice and feast

Celebrate the Eucharist, His love to taste

Don't fast from joy, or absent yourself too

Be close to the Bridegroom, as friend and true

Nourished by Him, in the Eucharist's delight

Feasting on love, in the marriage of light

Let's not make Him sad, with a distant heart

Be with the Bridegroom, never to depart

May our relationship, with Jesus be true

As friends of the Bridegroom, forever anew.

Peter's Boat

PETER'S BOAT

Simon's boat, a symbol true,

Of life's ups and downs, we go through.

From empty nets to abundant catch,

God's surprise, our humble patch.

Failure's lesson, we must face,

Generosity's reward, a sacred space.

Trust in God, obedience too,

Miracles happen, for me and you.

Humility's key, as we grow,

Pride and glory, let them go.

Sacrifice, a choice we make,

God first, all else, for His sake.

May Simon's boat, be our guide,

Through life's phases, we'll abide.

With God on board, we'll never fail,

In His love, our hearts will sail.

Demon Knows Jesus

DEMON KNOWS JESUS

In Nazareth, rejection's sting

But in Capernaum, acceptance's wing

Jesus faces both, with grace divine

A lesson for us, to accept life's design

With words of wisdom, He teaches us all

And with healing power, He stands tall

Almighty and Holy, His name we proclaim

Like Mary, we honor, His glory and fame

In good days and bad, we'll find our way

Through Jesus' guidance, come what may

So let us listen, reflect and obey

And acknowledge His power, every single day.

Hoping for Something

Hoping for something 

Prophet of Nazareth

Prophet of Nazareth 

In Nazareth, a prophet did stand,

Rejected by his own, with familiar hands.

They knew him as a boy, a carpenter's son,

But failed to see the Son of God, the work just begun.

Criticism and correction, hard to bear,

But necessary for growth, to show we care.

Let's not react with anger and pride,

But accept and learn, and step aside.

Like Jesus, let's move on, don't look back,

Maturity and peace, on our journey's track.

For our worth isn't measured by others' sight,

We are valuable, shining with inner light.

Clean Heart

CLEAN HEART 

From within, the heart's dark night

Evil thoughts emerge, a woeful sight

Defilement's source, a soul's despair

A heart unclean, beyond repair

But fear not, for there's hope in sight

Purification's gentle, loving light

Through Eucharist's sacred, holy fire

God recreates, our hearts' desire

In Communion's grace, we're made anew

Sanctified, our hearts, pure and true

And when we fall, and sin corrupts

Confession's mercy, our souls corrects

With every beat, our hearts entwine

With God's own heart, a love divine

Let us tend, our inner garden fair

And cultivate, a heart that's pure and rare

For external cleanliness, may hide the stain

But inward defilement, only love can obtain

So let us seek, the purification true

Through grace and mercy, shining bright and new.

Little things Matter

LITTLE THINGS MATTER 

Faithfulness in little things we do,

Reveals our integrity, shines through.

God sees our hearts, our every deed,

And rewards our faithfulness in time of need.

Little things, though unseen by human eyes,

Are great things to God, who tests our sighs.

Integrity is built in everyday choices,

And fidelity is proved in humble voices.

Saints are made in little steps of faith,

And sinners too, in small rebellions' sway.

Let us be faithful in all we do,

And win God's appreciation, pure and true.

For in the end, when our lives are told,

We'll find our greatest joy in being bold,

In saying "I have done what I was meant to do",

And living an integrated life, through and through.