Tuesday, March 19, 2019


Jesus answered, "Is it not written in your law, "I said, you are gods'? John 10:34. 

I said, "You are gods, and all of you are sons of the Most High. Psalm 82:6


“God’s in His heaven,
All’s right with the world.”
Because He has given,
His Son to us all.
He loves us so dearly,
He held not the One,
Who alone could atone,
For the wrongs we have done.

If angels felt envy, 
They’d wish they could be,
The sons and the daughters,
Of Adam and Eve.
He gave not to angels,
New life once again,
When He lay down His life,
To make gods of mere men.

He feeds us each day,
With the finest of wheat,
All His brothers and sisters,
Are called to the feast.
Seated around,
His Table we eat,
The Flesh of the Lamb,
The Food our souls need.

There’s no greater gift, 
To all who believe,
Approaching the Altar,
Our God to receive. 
The Manna providing, 
Both strength to resist,
The wiles of the Tempter,
And grace to persist.

Myra D’Souza, 17 March 2019

Saturday, June 9, 2018


    Heaven surrounds her, the babe is asleep,
She’s wrapped in the warmth of God’s love,
Angels throng round her, vigil they keep,
Over His pure Turtledove.

Earth jubilates with all of creation,
No cloud mars the azure blue sky,
Blest will she be, in each generation,
Chaste all her virginal life.

Created by God, in flawless perfection,
Peerless the soul of this child,
Saved and redeemed by the Cross of salvation,
She’ll know naught of sorrow awhile.

Veiled to the world is God’s little treasure,
Born in a place of no worth,
Conceived full of grace, beyond every measure,
For a Work that will later unfurl.

There’ll be a betrothal, she will be espoused,
She’ll coact* with the Triune God,
Satan’s atremble, hell’s dread is aroused
For she will give flesh to her Lord.

Her fiat will grant her unique dispensations,
She will give a Body to God,
She’ll bear in her womb the Light of all Nations,
Yet a sword will pierce thru’ her heart.
Myra D’Souza / 9 June 2018

                *coact - collaborate

Sunday, May 27, 2018


Breathe in me - kindle desire,
Purify with holy fire,
That I to godliness aspire,
O Trinity as One conspire.

Fill my heart with endless praise,
Keep me in His abiding grace,
Nestled in the warm embrace,
Of Him who is my hiding place.

Grant that He be my delight,
Guard the flame so it stays bright,
Keep the flickering wick alight,
My ardor spur with mercy's might.

-          Myra D’Souza / 27 May 2018

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