it's not by the drop
but poured out by bucketfuls
when God gives mercy

©2013 Michael S. Davis

We must see our sin
in the light of God's desires
and expectations.

©2013 Michael S. Davis

Just three words. . .
                                Three words than can never tell
                                The feelings that within me swell                  
                                Three words that try to say
                                Just how lovely you make each day.

                                Three words, that's all I know
                                To tell you what my heart would show.
Just three words. . .  
                                I know they're true.
                                They must be said. . .
                                                                    I love you.

©1978 Michael S. Davis

Does my love scare you?
It scares me so I want to drop from view.
My love for you requires so much of me,
I often wonder how a love as this can be.
You know - a thought just came.
Perhaps the fear you have is just like mine - the same!
Though I guess I'd feel then, just the same as you.
That I don't deserve so great a love,
So, what are we afraid of?

©1977 Michael S. Davis

God sent a star - to shine and light the way,
It was a guide to those who sought the light;
To those with wisdom to turn from night to day,
And find in grace, true majesty and might.

Tha star that shone so brightly long ago,
No longer shines to guide me through this life.
God sends us stars who gove a quiding glow;
For me none shine more clearly than my wife.

In her sacrificial care I see, my God, Your love for me;
And in her gracious touch, just how merciful You are.
So I give my thanks to You, O God, who let her be
My love, my wife, my shining star!

©2003 Michael S. Davis

There’s magic in my coffee cup,
and laundry folded and put up.
My shirts are hanging fully pressed
ready for me when I get dressed.
My checkbook’s balanced, the bills get paid,
the carpet’s vacuumed, the bed is made;
there’s food in the kitchen and the bathroom’s clean,
the trash is emptied and the plants are green.
And at the start of every day
with a magic kiss I’m on my way.
And as the day draws to a close
your magic touch can curl my toes.
In days filled with joy or strife
You are the magic in my life.
I know on this I can depend –
you'll make the magic happen.

© 2011 Michael S. Davis

Oh how we dread
being pulled apart
by our circumstances;
and thrill
as the bonds of our love
draw us back,
closer than before.

©2013  Michael S. Davis