Sunday, November 2, 2014

YOUR SPIRIT OF LOVE


Send Your Spirit on me Lord,
As soft as morning dew,
As gentle as a summer rain,
Refresh, revive, renew.

When my human spirit ,
Is too weak He’ll pray and plead, 
With moans and groans too deep for words,
He’ll sigh and intercede.

Your Holy Spirit guarantees,
To grant the grace I need,
To stay in fellowship with You,
As I live out the Creed.

There is no greater gift than this,
That God abides in me,
And through Your Holy Spirit 
Loves me ineffably. 

Myra D’Souza / 2nd November 2014

Thursday, September 11, 2014

A CONDUIT OF GRACE (The Sacrament of Matrimony)

A CONDUIT OF GRACE  
(Sacramental Marriage)



Too often it’s been found that love,
No matter how sublime,
Cools the heat of ardor,
When ill winds bear testing times.

Neither pledge nor promise,
Nor plighting troth suffice,
To love, honor and cherish,
Without self sacrifice.

Love comes with no guarantees,
That present bliss won’t pale,
As the cross grows heavier,
Marriage vows can flail.

If God is not a witness to,
The oaths the two will swear,
Wedding vows are easily,
Renounced should either err.

The dreary drag of custom,
Can douse the keenest blaze,
Hence this wondrous Sacrament,
Is Christ’s conduit of grace.

Myra D’Souza – 11th September 2014


Sunday, August 17, 2014

HIS LITTLE LAMP OF CLAY



Created by the Potter,
This little lamp of clay,
Though worn and chipped in places, 
Is put to use each day.

With oil He fills me daily, 
He sets the wick alight, 
I falter first and flicker, 
Then steadily burn bright.

The glow I know is feeble, 
But constant is its stream, 
With light sufficient just to take, 
A step in its soft beam.

Light enough for just one step, 
With perfect confidence, 
To fill the jar and trim the lamp, 
I trust His Providence.

The time will come when oil and wick, 
Will finally be spent, 
My little light will die on earth, 
To reignite in heaven.


Myra D’Souza / 17th August 2014
My 60th Birthday



Search This Blog

Followers