Monday, November 23, 2009


Are you chained by addictions, wracked by despair?
Grace only can free you. Jesus is there.
He has the power to set your life free
He bought your Salvation on Calvary’s tree.

All that it takes is “Lord, please save me!”
He takes your hands and you are now free.
Free from the chains of hell that gripped you
Free to climb out of the pit holding you.

I’m not saying it’s easy but it is a fact
That Jesus will help you each time that you act
To follow His Word and call on His Spirit
In faith you will grow when your will is in it.

You are made in God’s image, He planned for your birth
And for your future, for He knows what you’re worth.
He knew you were worth dying for; He is giving you hope
So tie up those demons, you have enough rope.

©2009 Wyn Barratt.

Saturday, November 21, 2009

What Is It Like In Heaven?

What is it like in Heaven?
Is it a busy, busy place?
Do You give instructions to angels
Then they set Your plans in place?

What work is performed by redeemed ones ?
Do they leave their mansion each morn
If there is no sunrise to tell them
Another new day is born?

No hospitals, prisons or clinics
The house won’t get dusty again
No windows to clean, (that is great news)
No spiders coming in from the rain. (I hope).

Will babies be babies for ever?
I have so many questions to ask
And I won’t know the answer for ages
For I’m not ready for Heavenly tasks.

I’ve decided there’s too much to do here
And I’m working more slowly each day
I need time for pondering and praying
If I’m to keep the enemy away.

So Lord please stay closely beside me
Or send an angel or two
I’m inclined to become quite flustered
With so many things to do.

But with peace in my heart from You, Lord
And my eyes fixed firmly on You
Whatever ever task You set me
I’ll do anything for You..

©2009 Wyn Barratt.

Sunday, November 15, 2009


I am a stranger here.
I never fitted in
More comfortable with little ones
And reaching their souls within.

Can I a stranger be
When I have family?
So many loved ones, young and old;
A growing family tree.

I’m passing through this world
A matriarch of sorts
To set an example of a God-filled life
And my family to exhort.

My rich inheritance
Of family I dearly love
My prayer is just that they should all
Yield their lives to God above.

So I’m not a stranger now
But a pilgrim passing through
Leaving growing numbers of offspring
That I yield up to You.

Please bless my family, Lord
And take them for Your own
And I will still be praying for them
When I stand before Your throne.

©2009 Wyn Barratt.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Good Morning God

Good morning, God! No school today!
I’m quite excited now,
But are the angels grumpy?
The sky is dark with clouds.

I hope that things aren’t going wrong
Up there in heaven for You
I know that You’re not grumpy
That’s not a God thing to do.

But if the sky is angry, dark
There must be a good reason
It was so blue just yesterday
Is it just a change of season?

Well that is what my Mom says
When things start going weird
And she should know for when she’s mad
She’s someone to be feared.

It takes a lot to make her cross
It’s generally some disaster.
Like food on fire that stirs her ire
And has her running faster.

If I mess up she’s not like that
But calls me round the corner
So my sister doesn’t notice it
And eavesdrop till Mom warns her.

Well now I’ve told You everything
I hope Your day improves
Can You send a little patch of blue
While I learn some skateboard moves?

© 2009 Wyn Barratt.