In the Altar of My Home

by Jennifer Anne F. Messing

 

In the altar of my home, may my prayers rise to You,

Fragrant and fresh as the morning dew.

In this peaceful haven of quiet and rest

May my worship touch You like a sweet caress.

 

In the altar of my home, I surrender to You,

Guide me, Lord, in all I say, think and do.

Please show me Your will, day after day,

Keep me close to Your heart, I humbly pray.

In the altar of my home, may my work be blessed,

Let my homemaking efforts be my very best.

Give me strength to polish, bake and clean,

May my labors be a joy—not just a routine.

 

In the altar of my home, bless me as a wife.

Let my kind words bring healing to end all strife.

May my husband feel helped by my loving hand,

Always cheering, uplifting—girded to stand.

In the altar of my home, bless me as a mother,

Showering my children with love like no other.

Grant me wisdom to teach and train with grace,

That my children may know You and see Your face.

A Lasting Contribution

by Jennifer Anne F. Messing

I've always thought homemaking
Is a fine, domestic art.
It's a noble, lifetime calling
That grows within a woman's heart.

Love of home and family
Makes a life truly blessed.
A wise woman creates that place
Providing warmth and peaceful rest.

Her time is often spent
Beautifying every room,
Decorating, mixing, matching . . .
Flowers, lace, or with perfume.

At mealtimes savoury scents
Freely fill the air.
Her tasty meals are a delight
To partake of, and to share.

She values most of all
Her role as wife and mother,
As she daily meets the needs
Of husband, son or daughter.

What a joy! A real honour
To pursue a domestic vocation;
A godly woman's happy home
Makes a lasting contribution.

First Love

by Jennifer Anne F. Messing

Slow me down, Lord,
So I can linger in Your presence
Not just once, but often;
So I can feel Your loving arms
Embrace me all day, every day;
So I may harken when You whisper,
"Darling, I love you.
You are the apple of my eye."
So I may thoroughly delight
In every blessing You send;
So I can rest, untroubled,
In every circumstance
And never weary of praising,
Extolling, and adoring You.
Lord, keep me and hold me—
Please don't let go of me.
I want to love You always—
Wholly, intently, ardently.
Lord, You are and always will be
My first love.

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All poems, Copyright 2008 by Jennifer Anne F. Messing. All rights reserved.

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