MY HEART’S DELIGHT

You O Lord are everything,

My soul could e’er desire,

It’s you I pine for every hour,

Your love sets me on fire.

You satisfy my hunger,

You quench my spirit’s thirst,

Encompass me that I in You,

Be utterly immersed.

Each sunrise at God’s table,

With the Eucharist I’m fed,

I eat the Bread of Angels,

At the Banquet You have spread.

I’ll cleave to You Beloved,

We two will be as one,

The sinner will be wedded,

A spell to God’s own Son.

When eventide will dim the sky,

And nighttide curtains fall,

I’ll ponder every blessing,

As Your mercies I recall.

My eyes will close in slumber,

But my heart awake will stay,

To worship and adore You,

Until the break of day.

 Myra D’Souza, 08, March 2018

AN ALLEGORY FOR SIN - LUKE 5:12-15, Mk 1;40, Mt. 8:2

The leper limped his way
before the Lord,

He was a mass of putrefying flesh,

Revolting and disgusting.

A choking, reeking stench emanates.

Sickened to my stomach,

I almost retch and shudder,

As I look away.

My reaction is,

Bereft of love,

Bereft of charity.

I hear a gasp,

The crowd dumbfounded,

Is aghast at the approach,

Of the wretched man,

Who dropping to the ground,

Begins to cry,

 “Lord, if You will,

You can make me clean.”

His distress aroused 

Compassion,
In the tender heart of God

Where mercy overflows.

The leper dared to hope,
When he beheld the Lord

And God in turn did touch

The seething mass of dying flesh

And said “I will. Be healed!”

,

Forthwith he’s whole again,

But just his body.
Not his soul.

The miracle 
Is incomplete,

Until he stands before a priest,

Who will declare him free 
Of the disease.

This will seal the work

God has begun.

I too did reek of sin,

And leprous was my soul,

Until I fell upon my knees,

And I confessed,

“Bless me father, I have sinned.”

Mercy overflowed,

God healed me and restored

All I had lost.

Absolved in Jesus’ Name

My soul is clean again,

My Lord has made me whole.

-Myra D'Souza 
March 07, 2018

YOU HELD ME UP

YOU HELD ME UP 

Psalm 94:18

No sooner did I say, “My foot is slipping,”

As endless stress and worry filled my cup,

When troubles overwhelmed and doubts assailed me,

Your mercy and your kindness held me up.

Even when I hid from You and failed You,

Even when I squandered grace divine,

Even when in folly I refused You,

Tenderly You whispered, “You are Mine.”

You lavished me with life in all its fullness,

You answered every prayer I ever prayed,

Bestowing on me favor upon favor,

Even though I faltered and I strayed.

My faith’s enlivened by Your Holy Spirit,

Kindling in my soul love’s fiery flame,

For every promise made find its fulfillment,

Each time I pray in Your all-hallowed Name.

Myra D’Souza 06 April 2017