Monday, June 22, 2015

You Can Walk Across My Grave

You can walk across my grave my friend for I will not be there
I have broken through my chrysalis, now I don’t have a care
There’s no pain and no more loneliness; no cold dirt over me
I’m walking down the roads of Heaven, enjoying all I see.

No need to cry beside my grave my friend, for I will not be there
I’m sitting in the sunshine of my Lord without a care
If I have time I will be looking for those I used to know
But Mum and Dad will be the first for I want them both to know.

That I’ve broken free of earthly cares since Jesus is my Lord
He died for me at Calvary and carried me aboard
The glory train to Heaven, so I want you all to know
That I’m basking in the light of God and I’m glad He loved me so.

Now it is so important that you hear what I say
For I want to see you all up here one grand and glorious day
There is such a crowd of witnesses cheering from above
With the Spirit, God and Jesus watching over you with love.

So please remember that although I’ve gone, I’ve not gone very far
For I will always love you, yes, you know who you are
You were always in my heart and my heart is still in you
So get ready for Heaven, it’s the best thing you could do.

Wyn Barratt
July 2011.

Thursday, June 18, 2015

These Hours Drag On Too Slowly

These hours drag on too slowly and sunset left my room
In this pitch black sky no morning’s nigh and no sign of the moon
Black clouds hang up like soggy sheets that need a tub of suds
And that’s the colour of my mood, what can I see that’s good?

A bedroom’s lit, a baby cries, (no sleep again tonight)
A cat is yowling in the rain would someone turn on a light?
A gentle breeze still slightly warm; I felt an angel’s breath
As she walked so slowly up the lane when Christ walked to His death.

What have I done? I let Him go! I’d not meant that Christ should die?
I was so sure I could stop events before the dew was dry?
My arrogance, my faith in me was not worth anything
And Christ was born for Calvary and His love meant everything.

Wednesday, June 17, 2015

Lord Hold me

Lord hold me, I need to be near
I’m starving for You yet still filled with fear
Fear that I’ll lose You; Fear I will fall
Angry words have unbalanced me, Lord You are my all.

Murmuring voices; words that condemn
What are my choices? For You now and then?
Never no, never! You Lord alone
Stifle those voices! You Lord are my Home

Nothing will save me. You already died
Shame sets on fire my Christ Crucified
Loving and longing for You alone
Please Saviour call me and take me back home.

Tuesday, June 16, 2015

Never Has My Spirit Been Lower

Never has my spirit been lower
Never has death held more appeal
Never before have I needed You more
Lord grab me and show me You are real.

Recent trials have come; I wasn’t ready
I thought I had the answers to my needs
When my enemy struck I was not just out of luck
And they caught me not down upon my knees.

And so I failed and I need You Lord;
I’m on the rails, I can’t bear to walk abroad
Judges everywhere fingers pointing as I stare
Colour me gone, hide me in You I need You Lord.

Tuesday, June 9, 2015

I Am Setting My Spirit Free.

I am setting my spirit free.
I want You only near to me
Not to be my willing slave
You Who conquered death and grave
I need to have You hold me tight
Grip my hand with every fright
Warm my heart with Your sweet breath
Take away my fear of death

Please ease the pain of losing friends
Do I need them too much as life nears end?
Memories rest in sweet content
Remember me, my love was meant
To heal your wounds and soothe your pain
To be the sunshine in your rain
To give you hope when skies were grey
To show I’d never walk away.

My life was yours my love was too
How old I feel! Yet hope was new
Heaven’s drawing near, life’s sky is bright
Gone is my day; I welcome night
All will be well once I am home
A reunion no urge to roam
My spirit is no longer free
I’m Home, I’m held, just You and me.

W.B June ‘15