EMMANUEL

I come to You each morning,
You fill me with Your grace,
You touch me with Your Spirit,
I am Your dwelling place.

I sit with You in silence,
Your Presence fills my soul,
I ask forgiveness for my sins,
And once again I’m whole.

You listen to my sorrows,
You wipe away my tears,
You talk to me and comfort me,
You chase away my fears.

My God, You are Emmanuel,
And I will never be,
Alone or lonely for Your Word,
Deigns to reign in me.



Myra D’Souza/12/5/09

SURE KNOWLEDGE

The way is dark,
The night is long,
I stumble with my cross,
No hope is left,
I am bereft,
Fear shrouds my heavy heart.

I search for inner strength
To cope,
With my anxiety,
But finding only doubt
Condemn,
My human frailty.

Blow on heavy blow
Is rained,
Each leaves behind a scar
As cruel, foolish,

Little men,
Wield their puny power.

Though long the road
And narrow,
And weary is my soul,
I know my Jesus walks with me,
I know,
I’m not alone.



Myra D’Souza / 7.5.09

THE INVITATION

Come walk with Me,
Come talk with Me,
Come rest in Me,
Awhile.
Come stay by Me,
Come visit Me,
Keep  company
With Me, my child.

Come take my hand,
Come sit beside Me,
Come let's feast,
On Bread and Wine.
The Bread you eat,
Is my own Body,
The Wine my Blood,
From my pierced side.

You’ll find my Word,
Sweeter than honey,
And the Manna,
I provide.
Is made from wheat,
Ground to its finest,
In the mill,

Of Sacrifice.

Myra D’Souza / 5May 2009