26 Names of Mary

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  • Riki


    Mary, Mystical City

    where Jesus, our Savior, resides

    look down on us with pity

    who are carried with the tides

    Will we ever fathom

    the greatness of Your being

    satan spitting his venom

    to prevent our souls from healing

    But You, God’s living Tabernacle

    are constantly pointing to Your Son

    to prevent us from sudden debacle

    to bring us the Victory already won

    We cry out to You, Oh Mystical City

    to pull us out of the dangerous sinkholes

    we are willing to be gritty

    to save our eternal souls

    Mary, our Mother spread Your Mantle over us to keep us safe in Your City.

    Rita Biesemans written 11-29-2013

  • Riki


    O Mary, Daughter of Zion

    Mother of Judah’s Lion

    bring us, children of Your Tribe,

    to Your Son, God’s Divine Scribe

    Though being the chosen people

    we act as dumbed down sheeple

    if we keep rejecting Him

    our future looks extremely grim

    Some of us accepted the Messiah

    after prompts by Jeremiah

    but most descendants of Judea

    live as in the times of Hosea

    O Virgin of Israel

    bring the ones seduced by Samael

    to Jeshua Savior and Son of God

    even “ceaselessly” us do prod.

    Rita Biesemans, July 16 2013

    Our Lady of the Mount Carmel lead us up the Mountain

  • Riki


    Oh Thou,

    most beautiful a woman

    most tender of all mothers

    most brilliant STAR of DAVID

    Masterpiece of God’s creation

    to the Holy Trinity

    most precious Pearl

    towards your Son the Golden Bridge

    Golden Gate

    to the Holy City

    thru which our Savior

    came and comes

    Most sacred Vessel


    containing the most Holy

    My soul,

    is drowning

    in the beauty of your eyes

    in the sweetness of your smile

    in the burning oven of your heart

    in the greatness of your littleness

    in the eloquence of your silence

    in the mystery of your simplicity

    Oh Thou,

    safest of my earthly havens

    dearest hiding-place of mine

    truly my refuge

    my sweetest, sweetest mother

    keep me with your Son Divine

    save me from the worldly evils

    strengthen my so fragile faith

    cover me

    with your motherly mantle

    Oh Mary, you most gentle

    Your child I am FOREVER !!!

    Rita Biesemans

    August 10 1999 Feast of Saint Lawrence

  • Riki


    Our Lord and His Holy Mother

    are weeping bloody tears

    as their children don’t bother

    to live in perdition gears

    the tears splatter on rocky hearts

    on a demeanor of “who cares”

    as long as we don’t feel the smarts

    we’ll take care of our own affairs

    walking farther and farther away

    spitting and mocking God in His Face

    denying He made us out of the clay

    worshipping gods of the human race

    we think ourselves so enlightened

    we don’t need no Heavenly God

    no more need to be so frightened

    we join gladly the evil one’s squad

    while Heaven is crying

    the devils laugh

    the unrepentant dying

    join the devils’ staff

    The day will come

    that HE will say :

    “enough, enough

    no more rebuff ”

    Then the earthlings

    will cry to no avail

    Joe 6 packs nor Kings

    will escape eternal wail.

    Rita Biesemans April 26 2013 Feast Day of Our Lady of Good Counsel

  • Riki

    MEDJUGORJE September 8 1984

    Medjugorje precious place

    chosen as fountain of Grace

    herald of the Word Divine

    strong and healing Warning Sign

    You gather us, God’s littlest kids

    satan’s temptations Heaven forbids

    the toilsome voyage so worth the price

    you show us the way back to Paradise

    Dearest Mother, Fountain of Peace

    prayer and fasting need to increase

    as a Mother Your Son thee sent

    to prompt us our life to amend

    Sweet Mother, I love you so much

    I beg You, just let me go Dutch

    I’ll defend Your Honor with zeal

    You crushing satan with Your heel

    I dread the day that You will leave

    us poor wailing children of Eve

    I beg of You to keep us close

    O You Threefold Mystical Rose

    The world hates who belongs to God

    and treats them as a lightning rod

    but the Victory is ours, already won

    upon achieving a judgment of ippon

    Medjugorje “between two mountains”

    you teach us there are no “bargains”

    in this life it’s either God or the devil

    either God’s Silence or satan’s revel.

    Rita Biesemans September 8 1984

  • Riki


    O Mary, your bitter tears
    my heart do pierce
    Our Mother is crying
    Her Son is dying
    to save us humanity
    from complete insanity.
    At the foot of the Cross
    for words I feel at a loss
    our sins are causing You distress
    I’m begging You for forgiveness
    I offer You my fears and mishap
    crawling on Your Mother’s lap
    O my Jesus, I need You, I need You
    satan plans coup after coup
    to destroy me, hoping I’d revolt
    he scares me like a thunderbolt
    but while walking in Your footstep
    on satan’s knuckles I will rap
    enough, enough, I do tell him
    the cup is stored unto the brim.
    Kneeling at His cross’s foot
    Jesus tells me to stay put
    “Let My Graces thee overflow
    My Cross gave satan the final blow”
    I love you so much My child
    and while dying He even smiled.
    Thank You, Mary for this gift,
    and by this my soul did lift.

    Rita Biesemans, Good Friday 3/29/2013

  • Riki

    At Fatima in 1987 on May 13

    Fatima, Hope of the world
    Apocalyptic Vision

    O Woman, clothed with the sun
    the moon under Your feet
    You, in Whom Salvation begun
    O Mary, Mary name so sweet

    O heart so full of smarts
    come defeat our self-conceits
    renew our ungrateful hearts
    O Gateway that to Jesus leads

    O dearest Mother, Virgin pure
    upon your children blessings shower
    against the devil most effective cure
    O come to annihilate satan’s power

    O sing with us a whole new song
    of Unity and Godly Peace
    Awaiting your Triumph all along
    O help us fulfill the Heavenly pleas.

    Rita Biesemans, Fatima May 13 1987

  • Riki


    O dearest Mother, Lady of Sorrows
    crying for our todays and tomorrows
    ‘cause we, Your children don’t care
    to listen to Your warnings to prepare
    for the coming abomination
    and possible eternal damnation
    if we don’t return to the Lord
    and throw our Salvation overboard
    Even seeing You cry bloody tears
    does not make us change any gears
    but what else can one expect
    when Church leaders misdirect
    and transform a saintly Lucas
    into a devil possessed Judas
    betraying Jesus as did Iscariot
    while they ride their fancy chariot
    not pulled by a donkey but by a jaguar
    using diversity and coexistence as an avatar
    The days are approaching that the real Church
    will have to hide, away from the vicious smirch
    Jesus Your Son is being crucified again
    by the pride and the ingratitude of men
    I want to dry Your tears, my sweet Mother
    your pain and sufferings I want to smother
    by following Your Son our Savior
    through an obedient and docile behavior

    Rita Biesemans, September 15 2014
    Feast Day of Our Lady of Sorrows
    I love You so much, my Heavenly Mother

  • Rescued By Mary


    Once upon a time, there was a man who was lost at sea;

    a sea of doctrinal confusion and despair.

    He had been tossed to and fro, by wave after wave for many days,

    until finally, he had reached his demise,

    he would drown.

    Suddenly, he spots something on the horizon! His hope is renewed.

    And then, as suddenly as it appeared, a huge wooden ship pulls up alongside him

    with Eternal Father written across the bow.

    He looks up and sees the Captain of his Salvation in the wheel house,

    with the Holy Ghost as Her main Sail.

    But wait, there more. There’s someone running up the Vessel’s starboard side

    with something in hand.

    It’s a Woman!

    She leans back and heaves Her buoy with rope attached.

    It lands besides him.

    He reaches out and grabs the lifesaver with his last dying breath

    before he goes under for good.

    Without strength and exhausted, he can do little more.

    She begins to haul him in, hand over hand;

    he’s amazed by Her strength and unflinching determination.

    Finally, as She reaches out to grab him by the hand,

    he looks up to notice Her sleeves are rolled up,

    revealing Her powerful forearms and weather beaten hands.

    He realizes whoever this Woman is She’s been doing this for a long time.

    And as She clasps him tightly, he looks up and realizes –

    it’s Mary!!

    She pulls him safely on board,

    as She turns and looks up towards Her Soverign.

    They briefly meet eye to eye,

    as He turns His mighty wheel, and sails away.