To all our grand and great grandchildren. Hide this question under the Chrismas tree

What do you know about Jesus?
Do you know that He died for you?
You are young and a baby in wisdom
But be assured that He loves you too.

Some grown ups have got it all figured
And some like to think that is true
But you aren't too young to ask parents
Do you know Jesus died just for you?

Christ made you a promise that He’d never leave
He never will leave you alone
He asks, 'Will you love Me as I have loved You
And watch as I build you a home.”

There are mansions just ready for you to move in
Whenever the time is just right
But don't let your parents wander alone
Alone without Christ in the night.

Not Just For The Birds

This morning before the sun came up I listened to a bird
He was hidden in the blossoms of a tree in my front yard
I couldn't see the bird at all or know what kind he was
But I knew he was singing praises to his Lord, almighty God.
Can we do that and sing a song or whisper a sweet prayer
To Our Lord Who gave His life for us when we weren't even there?
Can we hold up the cross of Christ and thank Him for all the pain
He bore in dark and Godless hours giving all for us again?

First he gave up His glorious home and the father that he loved
To be mocked and scorned and tortured by those God had made and loved
And at the end from that harsh cross His Father turned away
As the sin we hold so closely identified with Christ that day.
Tomorrow's news and headlines, today's blackest of all sins
Lay on those Holy shoulders as our Salvation did begin
How can we brush aside these things as insignificant
When Christ the Son of God reached out to conquer sin and want?

So Christmas time is here again with a sweet and Holy Babe
Born in the shadow of a cross for those He came to save
A greater love has not been known and we should love Him too
For our 'little' sins would drag Him back to the place He bled for you.
We are redeemed! Wake up! Wake up! Our Lord will come again
And hold us in His eternal arms; forgotten all our pain.
We are free to love and free to fly; look into worlds unknown
And safely in our Father's arms we know we're going Home.

W.B December '14

Matt Redman - Never Once (Live)

In the Garden

Everything Sad Is Coming Untrue Jason Gray Lyrics

Rock Our World.

When things go wrong and troubles lie around your own front door
And those you love are hurting too but you can’t help any more
There is a place beyond the skies above where dreams can all come true
For God has many helpers who reached Heaven before you do.

I believe our Mums and Dads with Grandparents galore
Are waiting for instructions to help their loved ones more
Could God hand out a message for how they might assist
And smooth the path just now and then? No parent could resist!

I cannot swear that this is true, but my idea of fun
For I would love just one more time to see my Grandad run!
Our God’s a God of miracles and pours out love on us
We all know He makes exciting plans when we don’t make a fuss.

So tell Him all, so quietly, for He hears whispers best
Then slide your arms around His neck, your head upon His breast
Your hope becomes your future His plans are set in Rock
For God can do just anything and your world too can rock!

W.B. Nov ‘14

Help Me

Help me walk in Your footsteps
Let me die in Your arms
May my memory be clearest
Of how You kept me from harm
For Your love will never leave me
As in Your presence I stand
All the time nearing Heaven
And its glorious land.

W.B. Nov ‘14

In Your Presence.

I am here in Your presence with another new day
Lord I cherish my friendships that don’t fade away
Friends are for ever given through Your love
And as long as we love You we’ll still be friends above.

Hear my prayers dear Saviour for each loving friend
Keep them safe, send them blessings until life one day ends
Wrap them in joy, strengthen their faith, and see the world through Your eyes
On each new day kiss them with fresh love and surprise.

Let me kneel in Your presence, let me die in Your arms
May my faith be like a fortress and despise the world’s charms
Give me a sense of other’s needs and the means to refill
Every hole that aches inside as they seek Your own will.

W..B. Nov ‘14

Thank You For Breaking My Heart

Thank You for breaking my heart
When those I loved too well
Reaped answered prayers and feats I dared
That caused their hearts to swell.

I know I’m nothing now
A memory at best
A pat on the head then left for dead
O come eternal rest!

Thank You for breaking my heart
I’ve broken Yours at times
My lukewarm love drifts up above
When circumstance inclines.

The challenge now to see
The pain laid on Your heart
Each day I see Your love for me
Means we shall never part.

How much Lord, You love me
Far more than I deserve
And how I need Your arms round me
With nothing in reserve.

W.B. Nov ‘14

Are You Home Yet?

You’re in a home for old and doddery has-beens
Where you’ll be safe and filled with daily bread
It’s good to know that you are locked up safely
Behind a door through which you may not head.

Do you remember days of joy and freedom
When you could pack a bag and drive away?
Kids in their homes too busy to find fault with you
Your dreams of love may one day come to stay.

How strange is life?; When your home was full of babies
You made your plans to board a plane and fly
The years went by and cash flew out the windows
And sickness came and never said goodbye.

So here you are and long to enter Heaven
Loved by your Lord who washed you in His blood
Yearning for souls who hide their fears in mockery
While days drag on; you’d help them if you could.

So come, dear Lord; convict us all of sin once more
Show us the Cross, on which You chose to die
This beam; this pole that blinds us everywhere we look
Destroy it now so we see others through Your eyes.

W.B Oct '14

Dearest Shepherd.

Dearest Shepherd I can never tell
How often Your care has told me all is well
When fear and failings drag me to the edge
You will love me for ever; oh how I need that pledge.

Now I don’t get judgement and justice is for all
You hold Your arms out and catch me when I fall
Mercy Your promise; judgement washed in blood
Why should I struggle? I wouldn’t if I could.

Each night I sleep now resting in Your arms
Mornings blessed with sunshine nothing can harm
Where should I be now but walking at Your side?
No condemnation when You are my guide.

Judgment comes from others at satan’s beck and call
I have been forgiven and Jesus is my all
I’ll never be perfect in the worlds narrow sight
But my Saviour accepts me and makes my future bright.

W.B.Oct ‘14

Can I Tell You Privately?

Can I tell You privately how much I dread each day?
The simplest tasks or visits and I want to run away!
I fear that I will make a mess and say too much, or not
I always seem to aggravate the ones I love a lot.

I am so me and cannot change; I fail and fail and fail
I let You down by too much talk or silence or complaint
My life is never finished and I do so wish it would
Then my next mistake would be my last and I could see some good.

Dear Lord You keep forgiving me but I want an early mark
I am torn in two by failures and can’t face another start
By the time my feet have touched the floor my negative’s awake
And the thing I find attractive is just to run away.

My brain is wired backwards; I go backwards when I swim
I’ve never figured that one out. I go out when I should stay in.
I am really too contrary I want what I haven’t got
And when what I want is given to me I’d throw away the lot.

I know my time is running out and I was raised to try and please
But since I am no good at that what could I do with ease?
I could hide inside my little room and not answer the door
But Lord I want to be with You, did I mention that before?

W.B. Oct ‘14

Where Is The Love?

Where is the love that Your love deserves?
Where is the love from me?
Instant by instant as day follows day
What depths of love will You see?
In an instant decision, who comes off best?
Is it something for You or for me?
Does my head say ‘later’ and this thing comes first?
How important are You to me?

It should be no contest and You should come first
You should always come before me
My plans are just wishes; do I hope in the stars?
How important are You to be?
My life is Your gift; my strength Yours alone
Tomorrow may be just a dream
Regret is a cancer that is mine alone
You must be the centre of life’s theme.

WB.. Oct ‘14

I Can’t Live Without You.

Lord, I can’t live without You
Please walk through my door
I know that I betrayed You
I beg mercy once more
What love You have shown me
What patience and much more
I cannot live without You
Please pass by my door.

Would You glance inside my window
And see me where I wait?
Your Word is right beside me
Lord do not hesitate
I know of all my failings
Cleanse me here and now
Please walk through my door Lord
You know I need You now.

You know I need Your power
Lord to witness again
I covet folk for You Lord
That I may not meet again
Please silence their mocking
And show them their need
Their memory loss is nothing
When their eternity is near.

W.B. Oct’14

Falling Leaves

Falling leaves are tumbling down at my feet
Do I just stand here and bow to defeat
Or do I stand proudly outside this new door
And praise You for changes I’ve not witnessed before?

The past now is sweeter; the old dearer too
How can I part with the things that I knew?
No storage for memories and loves now long lost
Pictures of children now grown, will be tossed

Memories fading of plans that I’d made
When the future seemed endless through sunshine and shade
I pause in a passage that’s narrow and dark
Nights are too long till I hear a lark.

My door slowly opens and I see a bright smile
From the night nurse with pills; she may talk for a while
Her duties now over she’ll head home for a sleep
And tonight once again loving care she will keep.

Routine never changes and there’s comfort in that
Missing are pets I can hug or just pat
Weather and football the talk of the day
Even old ladies watch sports that are played.

Plenty of dozing to pass the long hours
Bingo and card games beyond most of our powers
Sit in the sunshine and wait for the bell
That tells the next meal is ready as well.

That’s when the news is spread round the place
From table to table; no one says grace
We are waiting for God yet He cannot be seen
Please come for me Saviour. Is this a bad dream?


W.B Oct’14

Where Is Freedom?

Cleanse me, guide me, use me
Show me what to do
Nowhere is there freedom
Unless it comes through You
Take away my idols
Then I can stand alone
Wrong expectations bridle
In the place I now call home.

Fill us all with hunger
As we glimpse Your Holy face
Time is fading quickly
I long for Your embrace
I want each soul to need You
Hold out seeking arms
Christ alone can feed us
Lord, take us in Your arms.

W.B. Oct’14

Fresh As The Morning

 

 

Legs not working, throat is hoarse?

Keep on moving through this course

Now the final testing days

Your new twilight is a maze.

 

Christ your Lord waits at the end

His design on every bend

Your mansion’s ready; doors ajar

Loving friends come from afar.

 

Helping hands to move you in

Your paradise neat as a pin

Hand made gifts to bless your heart

From those who first held Heavens art.

 

Your home of homes, your loved ones near

Can you recall when you shed a tear?

Joy forever; love not lost

Fresh as the morning and the Life that it cost.

 

W.B Sept ‘14

 

How Many Days?

How many days ? What are Your plans?
What is my future, Lord?
I stand here dazed against a wall
Who moves? You, or I, my Lord?

Were these my plans that You allowed?

Who is in charge of me?
I will stand still, hope for Your will
Afraid now I cannot see.

 Have I stepped out of Your dear will?

Where should You now find me?
Silent and still, mistakes not my will
Where would You have me be?

Oh sweep me up, into Your arms

Show me Your fierce control
Any way of mine Lord I’ll decline
I am no longer bold

 I want to rest under Your wings

Your way not mine I’ll choose.
Here on my knees that’s where I should be
I see again I’ll lose

Bounding and clutching and still I am rushing

What do I, who do I choose?
Looking to see if You’re pointing the way
Or if You’re in the room?

 I want to surrender I’m stuck on a bend here

Did I not follow Your will?
Doors seemed to open I thought I was coping
But I am alone here still.

Still, that’s the word here, nothing I need fear

Eyes locked on the back of Your heels
Not walking ahead into things that I dread
Your Peace will strengthen and heal.

 

W.B Sept ‘14

You Never Left The Building.

Lord, You never left the building during times of strain and strife
I could not see You, touch You, sense You; how I needed You, my Life!
When entering strange waters and clouds blotted out the sun
Then shadows of my Saviour touched me helping me to run
With the comfort of my friendships wrapt in love I could not hide
They held me up into the sunlight, forcing clouds to move aside.

I passed the shadows into love’s light; worlds unknown became a home
Prowling through unfamiliar settings realising I could no more roam.
Somewhere amongst the bustling strangers I caught a glimpse I thought I knew
Was that a soul who knew my Jesus? Or someone seeking that He could know?
Time to seek a place for meetings; time to seek a place for Prayer
God’s waiting room no place for sleeping, hungry souls are everywhere.

W.B Sept ‘14

Be My Mouth Dear Saviour

Oh be my mouth dear Saviour
And fill my heart dear Lord
Then shield me with Your favour
For all of me is Yours.
The sun will rise for ever
While birds sing out Your praise
Yours is no lone endeavour
And all the earth will praise.

Yourself You bought our freedom
Your all has paid the price
If I alone Lord need You
No better is advice.
IF the sun could never shine again
If clouds could never weep
If my heart could never bleed for You
What vigil could I keep?

Somewhere in all this troubled world
A soul’s allotted to die
Dear God please call them Home to You
Their penance their last sigh
I see the crown of thorns You bore
And add my love to Yours
A whispered prayer no last recourse
Renew me with Your Mind.

W..B Sept ‘14

This Looks Like Goodbye

You still haven’t said but this looks like goodbye
It’s a day I ‘d really expected
Yet thought I‘d be troubled with guilt and regret
When sickness had stirred the unexpected.

Too quickly the tears flow with every track that I play
And pain long passed and part healed now
Rip open my flesh like a hungering beast
Determined to savour death somehow.

My time on the coast where once I could boast
Has ended with no bang, just a whimper
Sleep that won’t bless; rest without rest
Each sound now a groan, not a whisper.

The mists of the past surround me at last
While medics just give up the struggle
Replacement? Refreshment? Renewal?How cruel!
Let her go she’s no use; break the huddle.

Don’t look back on our dreams they weren’t the treasures they seemed
Mere fantasies driven by depression
Reality? Ignore it! I always deplored it!
Regret that tells lies. It wasn’t worth it.!

W.B. Sept.

Can I Speak Now?

Can I speak now with words of wisdom?
Can I say that I know the lord?
Do I follow Christ the Redeemer?
What sacrifice did I afford?

Which path should I take to be guided
By the Lord as day follows day?
I would be surrendered not hiding
Let no night blot out my new day.

The path that I tread holds no fear then
You know the way that I take
Each step takes me nearer to Heaven
I am happy; I’m loved, as I wait.

Today is another adventure
I will move in the light of Your love
May my words be few and all loving
As a servant of my God above.

W.B.Aug ‘14

This Day Is Yours

This day is Yours though pain or joy
May hold me fast, my thoughts employ
Days given by God to walk at His side
Knowing He’s close and with Him I’ll abide.

Alone with You, my Saviour dear
Through troubled nights You’re always near
Love of my heart, my days and my nights
I’m wrapped in Your arms and shielded from fright.

You know the way that I should go
Choose this or that to Home I’ll still go
I hold out my arms to share Your love
I’d gather the lost to carry above.

The tears You shed before Calvary
Your grief for the lost who refused to be freed
You gave Your all while we turned away
Watching You die while the Cross points the way.

Not one more soul be satan’s prize
His doom is sealed, that’s no surprise
Christ bled for each and everyone
The whosoever’s are God’s and death is gone

W.B. Aug ‘14.

Need Me

Need Me, and I will hold you
I’ll lead the way, don’t ask Me why
The path is dreary, winds ever onward
You know you need Me and I am nigh.

There is a reason for this harsh season
Sorrows like snow drifts are piled up high
The clouds won’t roll away however long you pray
Your life’s a beacon though you don’t know why.

Trust Me, I’ll never leave you
My plans for you are wrapped in love
As others watch you and read your story
You guide their way to God above

W.B Aug ‘14

Where Did Love Go?

For God SO LOVED the world that He gave His only Son
For the righteous? Or the holy? NO, He gave to everyone
To the whosoever’s of this world however evil they might be
For we all needed a Saviour so Christ died upon that tree.

And what comes next? We point the finger and say it’s someone else’s fault
We blame the Christians and the Muslims and blame God who is not at fault
Do we blame ourselves, that we have sinned and turned our back on God’s own love?
When He offers tender mercy and His cleansing in the BLOOD.

Well we all have an opinion and so we spit out thick and green
For it is venom from that old snake with his forked tongue. Have you seen?
So where is love? Where is the Christ and the blood He shed for you?
He is waiting at the Mercy Seat, it’s not too late for me and you.


W.B.. Aug’14

Mocked By Mortality

I lie on my bed mocked by mortality
When shall I sleep? When will Peace come to me?
Weary of life, Lord, please come for me
Patience long gone, open the earth to me.

Is my work done? My brain’s frustrating me
Earth’s turmoil grows and tightens its grip on me
I’d show you the cross; tell what Christ did for me
Please look to the cross and then see what I see.

Here is the Christ, Son of almighty God
Blood stained His steps; walk in the path He trod
The ground drinks my tears Christs loved ones can see
This is the hill that took my Lord from me.

“Oh my dear Son,” listen to Mary’s cry
“What have they done? Why cannot I, too die?”
Who is to blame? Will one life be enough?
Creator God You gave Your all for us.

W.B Aug ‘14

Hate Hate Hate

I look beyond the pain and hate that’s breeding in the sinful heart
My point of view is not like yours; I look to Christ not satan’s art
The wrongs I see were not caused by me but that’s the blame I think you see
But if Christ the Saviour is the head, then that is good enough for me.
Love thy neighbour is His rule and who would not enjoy that school?
Yet everywhere is HATE; HATE; HATE, with children’s bodies where no love ruled.

Christ will return, make no mistake, and in one split second it will be too late
Then God alone appoints the blame, not to a nation or a State
But to each trembling naked soul standing at the Judgement Throne
One question will God ask of all, what did you do with Christ, My own?
His love for you was oh so great He gave His life to wipe out hate
The choice is ours we still have time and right this minute it’s not too late.
W.B Aug '14

Love Me For Ever.

Love me for ever dear Lord Divine
Faithful Creator I am all Thine
My many failings Lord please forgive
My heart is longing with You to live.

I’ll love You for ever dear Lord Divine
Hold me, oh hold me, my love refine
I’ll rest in Your love Lord, rest in Your will
Guided, not chided, Your loved one still.

W.B.July ‘14

Painted Skies

With each new morning, Lord, the skies are painted
With blushing reds and pinks that turn to gold
The sleepy ocean fidgets under breezes
While morning’s glory rapidly grows old.

The banks of cloud that have been ocean’s blanket
Rise slowly from horizon’s gentle hold
While birds appearing black against the sunlight
Stretch out their wings to swoop and glide, now bold.

And so we joy in God’s renewed creation
And gazing upward hope for a great day
He promised us a hope and guided future
Rest in His love that never fades away.

Come sunshine, storm or pain He has a reason
Our goal a direct line to Heaven above
Spurred on by praying saints through every season
While wrapped around with God’s eternal love.

W.B July ‘14

Random Acts?

Does your life seem full of random acts, no sense or order there?
What are God’s plans you sometimes ask and does He know or care?
We overlook the simplicity that rests twixt God and man
When fretfully we kneel and cry, “Please help?” He says, “I can”!

Think back on God the Father and remember you’re His child
Present Him with the mess that’s you when your thoughts are running wild
He made you and His plans for you are written on His hand
So offer now yourself to Him He has a Master plan.

Don’t overlook the comfort of resting in His will
Just walk inside His footsteps He is your leader still
He spreads His love in blessings to brighten up your heart
So tightly hold His nail scarred hand this is your only part.

W.B. July ‘14
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God Gave You A Special Name

The God Who named a trillion stars has a special name for you
And a daily plan is His alone for what He’d have you do
A smile, a touch, whose source is love, will warm His loving heart
As He holds your hand and leads you on, revealing your next part.

When skies are gray the sun still shines, His grip grows ever tighter
His Spirit whispers, “Don’t dismay, you are My giant fighter
The war is won, the battle’s Mine, come, read the final page
The enemy is the loser and you throw him in a rage.”

“With time so short, a day, a month, My Father knows just when
We will return with trumpet sound; worlds end with stroke of pen
The accuser of the Brethren hurled down the pit of Hell
While I Your Lord and Saviour smile and say you have done well.”

W.B. July ’14.

I Love The Dawn

Now here comes the morning, oh how I love the dawn
Sleepless nights and stresses in light of day are shorn
Hope born to an endless day; spirits lifted high
Angels flying with the clouds ride eternal skies.

Tomorrow’s hidden in Your heart; troubles cannot breathe
Satan makes his useless plans hoping to deceive
Looking to my Saviour now, breathing in His love
Pleading for all dying souls, oh take them Lord, above.

Faithful, changeless, no decline in Your eternal love
Holding me with power divine prepare me for above
You will never turn away or give me up as lost
Lead me to eternal day and teach me what it cost.

Love divine what can I give to prove my earnest love?
I would be faithful every day until I’m called above
Oh for a revival that sets the world on fire
Holding up the Cross of Christ higher, Lord, yet higher.

W.B July ‘14

Think On God.

In spite of all the darkening clouds the sun has risen again
Our God is faithful everyday in sunshine or in rain
So think on God for every breath is His great gift to you
And as you ponder on His love ask what He’d have you do.

If you are busy and working hard with job and family
Ask Him for guidance, wisdom too for a day that’s orderly
Under His banner step into this day that He has planned
With heartfelt prayer as every care is placed into His hands.

Today someone will bless you, so seek to do the same
And offer prayer for those you know are suffering great pain
So think on Christ and how His love surrendered all for you
Now our mighty resurrected Lord is praying from Heaven for you.

W.B July ‘14

What Words

What words are there that I could write to fill your yearning heart
If I don’t raise the Cross of Christ? This is my only part.
To tell you Christ has died for you; to say you need the blood
To beg you now to yield to Him, Who wishes only good.

A judgement day is coming soon when Jesus will return
And He alone will know you’re saved; oh how your heart will burn
When He opens up the Book of Life, will your name be written down
With perhaps a spot of His own blood, and the sign of a victor’s crown?

His prayers are written in His blood and He Who died still prays
He chose you to be one of His and lead you in His ways
A victor’s crown would then be yours but your love is all He claims
Great hope and future promised you from day to glorious day.

W.B. July ‘14

The Waiting Room

I’m sitting in Your waiting room as many others do
These rooms are full of waiting souls; do they know they wait for You?
Or are they just in limbo land, not quite sure where they are?
Or even where they left their teeth, or medicines on the bar?
They know that soon a bell will sound when their next meal is served
And they will blossom as they share the life that led them there.
Then, after that time, warmed and fed, returning to their room
A cosy heater on the wall, they hope for morning soon.

A rustle now, of footsteps, with voices soft and low
The doctor’s called to check a pulse. Alive? How does he know?
A pallid face, deep wrinkles set; expression too is set.
They don’t remember if you called or may call even yet.
Their memories are clearer of past and ancient times
The present too surreal to them and now has blurred the lines.
Yes, earlier the phone did ring; they remembered they were loved
And a burning tear coursed slowly down a cheek of your beloved.

W.B. July ‘14

Far From Home

You hold me when I pass through chilling waters
You hold me when I am too far from home
The sun still shines as if I’m on Your doorstep
After a lifetime must I walk a brand new road?

You are close when all else is unfamiliar
You are my joy, my heart and my beloved home…
Oh precious lord I would be even nearer
I fear no space when in Your arms enclosed.

W.B July ‘14

Forget Yesterday

Just forget your yesterdays. The milk you spilled went sour!
Tomorrow may not ever come; now is your finest hour!
God’s turned the page to a new day; you are blessed beneath His smile
So look for someone you can bless and walk the second mile.

Don’t care what others think of you, it’s what God thinks that matters
When your heart and His are one, and true, let self image be shattered.
The road to Heaven is long and hard, and if the next step is a hard one
His love and power will get you through, and that's the way He's chosen.

The overcomer wins the day but the battle is the Lord’s now
Front and centre is your place and His the ‘why’ and ‘how’
So rejoice in promised victory as you stand beside your Leader
And countless witnesses cheer you on, ignore that old deceiver.


W.B June ‘14

Psalm 20. You may need this Psalm so please read it!!!

Are your yesterdays fading and tomorrow’s slow to come?
Do you feel your life’s spent waiting, and you can walk but never run?
Has life slowed down to a standstill and is empty as a bag?
Should you bother even caring; you’re not needed; life’s a drag?

Memories of those you loved once, fading now like summer rain
While the pain of their indifference feeds the anger that remains
So what is left for you to hold to? A mighty Saviour and your Lord!
He never turns away or hurts you. His gift of life you can afford.

His love is free; He never changes His love burns warmer day by day
He sacrificed His all to save you and He’s beside you all the way
His arms are round you when you’re happy; holds you tighter when you’re sad
Walking or running, know you need Him; let His love now make you glad.

W.B. June ‘14

Meet Me At The Well.

Would You meet me at the well, Lord?
I am thirsting and I’m weary
Things are not going too well Lord
I’m discouraged now, and teary.

I can wait till the cool of evening
Please don’t trouble in this day’s heat
As long as I can have Your healing
And my hands can touch Your feet.

I have made my plans so often
Where I’d go; people I’d visit
Just to see everything crumble
Why is that, Lord? Oh why is it?

I made my plans then You guide my steps
But not the way that I planned to go
So I surrender to Your will now
And at the well, then, will I know?

W.B .June ‘14

If You Love Me.

If you love Me, then take my hand
I will lead you across this land
One day we’ll go right round the world
And see the flag of God unfurled.

It will take prayer, obedience too
Hard work and suffering’s not new to you
I saw every tear and heard each sigh
Didn’t you know I was right at your side?

I know you’re longing to see My face
But you must wait till we’ve finished the race
When that day comes I’ll return as I left
And our eyes will meet and love never left.

O what a joy in that heavenly sphere
My Father will greet you all gathering near
There’ll be love everlasting and joy without pain
No words will be cruel for there's nothing to gain.
W.B. June ‘14

There Is A Quiet Road

There is a quiet road to heaven that certain folk may take
And it may be thought they had an easy ride
When compared to fearless warriors or those facing many foes
It looks as if they ran away to hide.

There are ‘backroom’ men and women who are guided by the Lord
And do their fighting down upon their knees
As the Father gives instruction they bridge the gaps along the walls
For the safety and the power of those in need.

For in the Father’s army there are many posts we know
And not every man is placed right at the front
There are weapons to be honed and cleaned; let every sword be sharp
We shall still need cooks and also those that hunt.

So don’t despise the hunter or those who cook the meals
Or the men who plan the way to victory
For if anyone was missing or decided he could shirk
Many battles would be lost, don’t you see?


W.B. June ‘14

My Hiding Place.

I’m here again, Lord. You are my hiding place
Nowhere to run to while I’m in Your embrace
I need Your Peace Lord, turmoil surrounds me
I’m on my knees again, keep Your arms round me.

I’m here again Lord, for You said ‘Come to Me’
Dark mists surround me and now I cannot see
Which way to turn, Lord, and still be in Your will?
Please would You touch me and show me You’re here still.

You hear again Lord, before I called to You
Not now and then, and I can rely on You
The storms of life may try to drag me down
But in Your love I happily will drown.


W.B. June ‘14

What Happened To Warm And Fuzzy Feelings?

Recently I have been pruning and chopping and sawing away at over grown trees and bushes, especially those that were blocking my water views across the lake.

They had to be stripped and sorted into different piles ready for further reduction and finally being loaded onto trucks and taken off to the local tip 25kms away.

It was quite an enjoyable exercise in between the bouts of rain common in coastal areas such as this.

I have been pondering tonight if I could be chopped up and sorted into the twigs, small branches, limbs, and finally the long bare trunks that are so heavy even now the smaller branches are gone into another pile, and which bits of me would end up in which pile?

I don’t have the answer. Perhaps my brain into the twigs and leaf pile, my arms into the small branches, and my trunk, well, you guessed it.
My brain would be the interesting bit to dismantle and I have often wondered what Freud would do about me and my brain?

In the old days life was much simpler. When your kids got crazy in the head you smacked them on the bottom. They survived and you weren’t thrown in jail over it either. You taught them right from wrong with a little help from a paddle of some sort and they gradually learned to compromise by adding some well place padding to their pants when they suspected a confrontation and deemed it to be preferable to confession.

When labouring in the garden became too much for the aged householder you sought out the local scout leader, for they lived by their creed to help people and were repaid by donations to their group or a jolly good feed or two where money was tight in that home
It worked well, and everyone enjoyed a warm fuzzy feeling that they had helped and been helped in some form.

Not all progress has been an improvement I feel.

Well, that’s the way it was long, long, ago.
My brain is petrified or putrefied by sucking up coffee fumes all evening so you can ponder where I left off.
Let me know how you went?

Wyn.

I Can’t Explain It

God is Love, I can’t explain it, but Christ died on Calvary
And His resurrection power He has given us for free
He will wash us in His precious blood, oh let the mockers heed
For Christ died for every one of us not just the ones in need

Do you wonder about heaven and presume you’re good enough
To stand before a Holy God if you have had it tough
If you have been ‘a decent bloke’ or a ‘righteous’ kind of girl?
That won’t give you a ticket into heaven from this old world.

For a start let’s blame old Adam and that Eve for messing up
And then there was a serpent that satan used to set them up
And have you also noticed that all children must be taught
To be GOOD for being naughty is an instinct, not a thought.

So perhaps you will agree now that something’s missing here
And that is why God sent His Son to pay the price so dear
For Jesus left His glorious Home to die at Calvary
That was the only way to pay for the sins of you and me.

It is not too late to come to Him though He’s returning soon
With a place for everyone of us and even our own special room
And I for one have need of love from the One who gave His all
And I will love Him all my life and when I walk through Heaven’s Halls.


W.B. June ‘14

Please Set Me Free

Please set me free, I still have strength for what it takes
It’s not too late to let me make my own mistakes
My wings are stiff because I never tried to fly
But now I’m old I want to fly before I die.

Where shall I go? Just anywhere that isn’t cold!
What shall I do? Well, anything; my mind’s not old!
My body may be slightly slow, my brain is sharp
I was in Mensa once, but don’t think I should harp.

When funds are gone and if one day I should return
Regret then fierce and within my heart may burn
Don’t turn and say, ‘well, dear, we always told you so
We always said that at your age don’t ever go’.

For I’ll have lived; each day I’ll find an unknown prize
In other worlds, new vistas opening my eyes
The folks I meet, not caring I’m a stranger there
May welcome me not noticing I’m strange, out there.

I may seem ‘normal’ though I’ll still be always 'me'
My heart may settle for at last I’ve been set free
From anxious thoughts and doubts about my little worth
Or will I always be a stranger upon this earth?

W.B. June ‘14

Here Under Your Wings

Here, under your wings, Lord; here I will abide
Never to wander, I’ll stay close to Your side
Oceans may surge and waves can’t roll over me
Under Your wings Saviour, that’s where I’ll be

No, never alone, I hear You whisper,’ Come to Me’
Lord, I’m coming Home, each step one less for me
I know the way’s not easy and neither Lord was Yours
But I have You to hold me close and the victory is ours.

W.B June ‘14

Words

There are words we say too often until they do not mean a thing
But the Words of God refresh us every day
It may be just a word or two that goes straight to our heart
But it’s God’s way of saying “I love you” every day.

Sometimes when we look back we find there are words that we regret
Words said in haste or anger, not words of love
Their pain remains inside our hearts and in the hearts of those we hurt
Their stain may reach the throne of God above.

So Lord please pour the blood over words that we regret
Help us to say we’re sorry right away
Forgiveness is a bond that is strengthened by God’s love
And remembered every time we kneel and pray.

W. B. June ‘14

Fear Or Trust?

‘Trust Me, it will be alright’ God says
Has fear coloured your world black?
Are your eyes closed against His Word?
Then you are sliding back.
Do you fear your future circumstance?
You fear what may never be
The mist that hides your Savour’s face
Is just doubt’s murky sea.

Is there a wall in front of you?
A night that never ends?
Mountains of impossibilities?
Gloom around every bend?
Then stop, stand still, be quiet now
So you can hear His voice
Your precious Saviour holds your hand
His way, not yours, the choice.

Tell Him all that troubles you
And lay your burden down
Don’t pick it up and drag it round
That earns no victor’s crown.
The problems are not yours to solve
They are signposts on the way
To draw your eyes up to your Lord
So He can lead the way.

Trust Him, yes, He, who made the world
His love the source of all
The joys and hopes you cannot see
If you’re blinded by fear’s pall
There is a wall? Leap over it!
No light? God is your light!
The road to Heaven’s no path of ease
But Christ’s life paid the entry rights.

W.B. June ‘14

Keep Holding On

Keep holding on, behind the clouds there’s sunshine
Keep holding on and wipe old satan’s smile
The Lord has said He’ll always be beside you
The road is long and He’s with you every mile.
The clouds will break and sunshine will surround you
Blessings will come and you will feel God’s smile

Never let go, remember Who’s beside you
Look to his Word, there is no lonely mile.
Our Lord is there, much closer than a brother
Rest in His love, the Spirit pours it in
He’ll fill your heart you really need no other
His open arms will hold and draw you in.

W.B June ‘14

The Day That You Laid Hold On Me

The day that You laid hold on me
The nail marks in Your hands I see
Scars from the tears as You hung down
Blood from the thorns of a victor’s crown.
I’ll worship you till my life ends
And in Your Home life never ends
Where’er I go You are with me
And You will keep Your hand on me.

Alpha And Omega

The sun will rise, for the world is turning
Though clouds try to hide its blazing glow
Yet everywhere the light reveals all things
A new day is here and we all will know.

Sorrows and failings are yesterday’s problem
The past is God’s and under the blood
Now with the dawn a new day is forming
Time now to praise and seek another soul’s good.

Moments are fleeting, the enemy’s watching
Waiting for us to slip up again
But the Spirit is in us, beside us, around us
Holding us closer and He will remain.

He’ll never leave us His promise is written
But what are His needs that our love could supply?
Simple obedience, loving and trusting
Putting Him first as our self we deny.

W.B. May ‘14

The Privilege Of Prayer

The greatest of all privilege is the privilege of prayer
To have unbroken contact with the God Who placed us here
His door is always open; He’s never short of time
And just a sigh is heard by Him for He is always nigh
His plans are always for our good and He knows what is right
We may fret and fume about today when He sees beyond our sight
However dark our day may be there are treasures in His Word
That shine a light upon our path and we know our prayers were heard.

W.B May’14

We Can Have It All

We can have it all, thanks to our God’s goodness
Cleansing and forgiveness, a future and a hope
The comfort of God’s family, the promises in the Bible
The Holy Spirit’s leading when we fear we cannot cope.

Following the Saviour won’t ever be confusing
When He is First and Last in our thoughts from morn till night
Fixing our gaze on Him, soaking up His loving
Imitating all His ways for all His ways are right.

W.B. May ‘14

Who Then Is This? Mk.4.41

Who then, is this that the winds will obey Him?
Who then is He Who controls our world?
He is the Christ, our Lord and Creator
Can we not trust Him as through space we hurl?

Who is He who gave up His Glory?
Why, indeed would He do such a thing?
Driven by Love let our God tell the story
Nailed by sinners to a cross was our King.

He did it for you, dear friend, let me tell you
You were on his heart as He hung on that tree
Do not pass by and dismiss all His anguish
Hell’s gates are open, but let Christ set you free.

Over His body and through His blood’s curtain
Lies the salvation that would set you free
Hope and a future, of that you are certain
Your battles were won by Christ on the tree.

W.B. April ‘14

Do You Talk To The Clouds

Do you talk to the clouds or even the sky?
Do you seek for a glimpse of our dear Saviour’s eyes?
Do you sense Him behind every single dark cloud?
Do you pray looking upward, do you pray aloud?

Then do you remember you are not alone
For His Spirit is in you , not just in His Home?
He listens for even your tiniest prayer
He is closer than breathing; He is always right there.

You have a Companion and a lifelong friend
He’ll be with you today until your life shall end
He weeps in your sorrow He laughs when you smile
His arms are around you for each lonely mile.

Then let your love flow til it mingles with His
Life’s not always easy but His loving is bliss
He never will leave you, His promise is true
His love is for ever and He surely loves you.


W.B. April ‘14

Gazing

Lord as I gaze into the clouds
I whisper Your name then pray out loud.
Strange isn’t it that I should look
So far away, yet in Your Book
You tell me that You’re ever near
And in my heart? Why do I fear
That You are busy with other souls
The good , the righteous , and the bold?

While I an ancient child of God
Tired and slow each step I’ve trod
Regret for every time I’ve failed
And I the one Your hands have nailed.
What is my future, where is my hope?
Dear Saviour lift me, help me cope
I‘ll take each promise that You made
Knowing that not one has failed

Then when I’m called before the throne
You’ll show me perfect for my new home
The blood that ever covered me
The blood that flowed from Calvary’s tree
Has washed away my every stain
Your sacrifice has been my gain
My future with my Lord I see
My hope is for eternity.
Amen!

When I Remember.

How can I tell my every thought
When I remember how I was bought?
The sacrifice of God’s own Son
The victory His death has won
The gift of an eternal life
The cleansing by His blood, a knife
That cleaves the sin inside my heart
Not just some but in every part.

The hope His loving brings to me
My future I thankfully don’t see
I cling to Him, He knows the way
In cloud or sunshine, night or day
Treasures of darkness He will disclose
Loving surprises He only knows
Power from His storehouse when I cry
Peace in my heart knowing He is nigh.


W.B. April ‘14

He Is Faithful.

Do we fuss and worry when troubles reach our door
Yet we’re exactly where our Lord wants us to be
Do we say ‘Lord please lead me’, then cry ‘Oh, not this way’!
When He says 'Trust Me dear child, for I can see.'

He is faithful in the darkness, faithful in the light
He planned our life with Him before the world began
Where there’s no rhyme or reason, trust Him to put things right
Our battle won upon the cross, our victory God’s plan.

He said He’ll never leave us and we know His Word is true
He is faithful and always His arms are open wide
He offers power and a listening ear both to me and you
When we’re overwhelmed we know where we can hide.

Our Lord is faithful, and we have proved that many times
Looking back we’ll see the path where He has led
So let us be faithful and take His hands again
Those precious hands that showed where Jesus bled.


W.B. April ‘14

Could I REALLY Meet You, Lord?

Could I meet You, REALLY meet You in my dreams, my Lord?
How I envy those that tell me that they saw their Lord
I don’t want to be asleep, and any place we meet
Undisturbed by outwards things I’d kneel at your feet.

Lord, I love You, and long to be ,close, so close to You
Your eyes would penetrate my soul, an open book to You
I can’t wait till I’m up in Heaven, this is an urgent need
Lord I need You, need to see You, and yes, Your touch I need.

I’m already wrapped in Mercy and Your Peace I feel
But I want more, dear Lord and Saviour and that is why I kneel
I need filling with Your Spirit; let it overflow
Keep it coming, flowing, running, then my Lord I’ll know.

W.B. April ‘14

Darkness and Silence

When there is darkness all around and silence holds its breath
Then should I kneel and wait on You or plead for early death?
This is a test of all my faith; I look up but cannot see
For darkness penetrates my heart, what use am I to Thee?

Yes, Lord, I know that You are there and close beside me still
I realise You are trusting me to know this is Your will
I’ve walked by sight and not by faith so sure that I was strong
Your Word meant everything to me. I knew that I belonged.

Then when my loved ones fade away I saw I was alone.
My network of support had gone the day I moved from home
I stood alone, no new friends made and no one needed me
My strength was fading as I aged, soon useless I would be.

Well meaning folk said, “Well, do this’ or, ‘Why don’t you do that?’
‘Go walking, that will strengthen you.’ Or, ‘Well then, get a cat!’
But where’s Your will in all of this? What use am I these days?
I drag my weary body round, my brain is quickly fazed.

So silence is at home with dark and while they wrap me round
I am unseen, an aging being, but still I’m Heavenward bound
And somewhere when the time is right Your light will shine again
Then stepping forward arms upraised I’ll receive Your Holy rain.

W.B April ‘14

But Wait, There's More!

Christianity is the only religion where a living Person in the form of the Holy Spirit can be granted to live in the heart and mind of someone who believes.
It is a living Faith from the hands of a merciful and Living God.

Unique, isn't it?

Powerful? Yes!

A free gift? You'd better believe it!

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Salvation is a gift not a prize.

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If you choose to go to hell then it will be over my dead body.......Jesus.

Is Jesus Walking Ahead? Mark 10.32

Is Jesus walking ahead of you?
Don’t be tempted to ask Him to wait
Just follow.

Is His face like a flint and He doesn’t look round?
Don’t be tempted to ask Him to wait
Just follow.

He goes to Jerusalem to die on the Cross
Don’t be tempted to ask Him to wait
Just follow.

Follow the Saviour wherever He goes
He will not just die for you
The whole world is writhing in agonised woes
You know what He has to do.

So follow the Saviour wherever He goes
And afterwards hold up the Cross
This is the sign that draws men to Him
For His life is what His love cost.

W.B March ‘14

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How Can We Be Sad?

How can we be sad when God’s ocean
Surges waves of love upon the shore
Reminding us His love will flow forever
And He remembers our sin no more?

His memory is selective and that’s a comfort
Yet we can do the same in the wrong way
We overlook our sin and make excuses
But can recall if we’ve been wronged every day.

Lord, give us hearts like Yours with devotion
To feel for lost and hurting souls everywhere
May we never turn away and not be caring
And leave them bruised and beaten, in despair.

We are ministers of reconciliation
Ambassadors of Jesus Christ our Lord
There is joy to be gained by loving others
And like the waves it will come back to our shore.

W.B. ‘14

Hope For The Day.

Hope for the day I see with the dawn and the glow from unseen sun
Even with cloud the sun will be there before the day is run
Of this I am sure, and so with my Lord, I know He is always there
Beside and within, cleansing from sin, lifting the burdens I bear.
He tells me to lay all my burdens down right at the foot of the cross
Then I pick them up and I struggle on when I should be enjoying their loss
So thank you dear Father for all that You’ve done sending Your Son down to die
My love so expedient and lacking obedience, I’m abandoned to You, God on high.

W.B. ‘14

My Problem.

Lord, I have a problem, so I am here again
I’ve puzzled and I’ve pondered and it’s rattling my brain
It’s about the poems we’ve written that really came from You
I post them to my blog site for it seemed the thing to do.
I know Your message would bless the person who will heed
Do I throw more money at it in the hope someone will read?

Do I file what we have written and hide it in the ground
And be condemned for talents hidden underground?
Dear Lord, You know my future and I am in that plan
And You have chosen me although You know just what I am
So please just open doors that I should walk on through
And shut tight all the others so I know just what to do.

W.B. March ‘14

Has The Cat Messed With My Brain?

My brain feels as if it was a ball of yarn and the cat has had it for a very long time.

My writing is all dried up. Not that I don’t want to write but I feel as if I have said everything God wanted me to.

There is nothing on the tip of my tongue and perhaps that is just as well for my tongue has got me into trouble for all my life. Yep! All 85years of it! Of that I am convinced.

My brain is a sieve but that sieve should be at the back of my throat just in front of my tongue, to sift the words that tumble out. IS such a thing possible?

I have a long list of things I would like to have fixed and my tongue is still at the head of the queue.

One of my sisters always said I should join a Cistercian Convent. She told me they took a vow of silence for ever. I am not sure I believe her even now but I appreciated her sentiments (I think).

One of my fears is that God is keeping me down on earth until I am perfect enough to go to Heaven. I believe I would have to live to be well over a hundred and that thought holds no interest for me at all.

I haven’t altogether enjoyed old age up to now. My objections are not uncommon.

Firstly I still miss my husband who died four years ago.
Secondly the bits of my crumbling body that do work, hurt, and those that don’t work, don’t hurt.
Thirdly my vocal cords are paralysed and I can’t sing and just croak so people avoid my company and I can no longer bear to listen to myself singing in the shower.

My neighbours don’t complain though.
I am not sure if they can’t hear me for the noise of their screaming children, or the children are screaming because they did hear me and their parents are busy shutting doors and windows!!

One thing I know, I am a hopeless romantic and hope I will live long enough to meet my soul mate. I have never done so yet and I only hope he doesn’t have memory loss or dementia by the time that day comes. I am a realist and not an optimist so I have my doubts that such a thing would ever happen.

Tomorrow is another day. While there is life there is hope. I don’t have much of either at the moment.

Wyn Barratt. March5th ‘14

Out Of Range.

Father You gave Your love, Your life, yet I need more than that
I need Your power and wisdom for I mess up this and that.
I seem to stick in one hard place and never move along
I shut my mouth for just a while then say something else that’s wrong.

My remorse is always genuine and I would give my life
If I could only change a bit and keep right out of strife
For many years You’ve worked with me yet it seems I never change
I sometimes sense improvement but ‘holy’ is out of range.

I’m such a disappointment and that’s not just to me
I wonder at Your patience and no end to me I see.
I know I’ve asked You once before as soon as I’m forgiven
That You would pick me off the floor and rush me right to Heaven.

To leave me here until I change would take a thousand years
And every time I fail You, You know it ends in tears
It’s not that I don’t love a lot, but not wisely and too well
Impulsive and impatient; now that is my death knell.

And so I come to You again, and for the umpteenth time
To tell You that I’m sorry Lord that I stepped out of line
You give me yet another day; my slate seems to be clean
But now I face the consequence of where my mouth has been.

W.B. March 2014

Bottled

Do You have just one bottle Lord to gather all our tears?
Then would You notice if I shed more than it appears?
I always thought that each of us had a bottle all our own
But if it’s small then I have filled more bottles than You’d own
I have my sessions when I’m tough though they are growing less
The cuts and slights go deeper and I want to seek redress
Especially since they seem to come from the ones I specially love
It’s then I cry and beg You Lord to take me Home above.

W.B.

Yes, Jesus Loves You.

Do we only love the lovely and sit beside the clean?
Do we shrink from any contact where the Spirit is not seen?
If I do not agree with you, your lifestyle or your ways
Will I fail to love like Jesus lest you contaminate my praise?
Then I must look upon the cross for Jesus died for you
And I will not presume to say what I think that you should do
All I can do is show you why Jesus died for you
And pray you into the Kingdom, that’s the thing that I should do.

W.B. Mar ‘14

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I Must Keep Writing

I know I must keep writing though it’s only tossed on water
For I am urged by the Spirit so to do
These words that comfort me have a purpose I don’t see
But I know that if He wills, they’ll come to you.

Please know He feels your pain and weeps with you again
As you kneel at His feet and tell Him all
He knows your future will be bright though it’s not like this tonight
And He’s holding you so you won’t trip or fall.

When I lean on someone else though God never takes offence
They are human and just cannot hold my weight
They already carry burdens and the one that does it best
Waiting patiently, He bids us come and wait.

His timing is not ours and though minutes feel like hours
Each whispered prayer’s in Heaven right away
He already has a plan but he’ll please you if He can
Though it’s best to let the Lord have His way.

W.B. Feb ‘14

Where Is The Music?

Where is the music that Angels sing?
Soft and gentle but clear
More beautiful than the birds can bring
And sung to the Father dear?

Music that comes from a heart that bled
Following the pathway He trod
With words that He Himself may have said
When pondering on His God.

Up on the mountain He’d go to pray
Silence and mist all around
Then blessed and strengthened to face the day
Traversing the stony ground.

Was it then that the Angels sang their songs?
Unforgettable melodies theirs?
So sing your songs out from your heart to God’s
And that same music may still be heard.

W.B. Feb 2014.

Lord Help Me.

Lord help me write a song
That many souls might sing
To tell that we to You belong
Since Your great suffering.

Help me to watch and pray
For You are faithful, Lord
I give You all my love and praise
Each time I walk abroad.

Creation’s silent praise
Birdsongs that never cease
Are not enough to show Your ways
But fill our hearts with peace.

I’ll walk the path of faith
Until You glorify
This child, who sometimes hides their face
Still in Your watching eye.

W.B. 2.14

Our God Is BIG!!!!!

Ask and you will receive, seek and you will find, knock and it will be opened unto you, for EVERYONE that asks, receives, and he that seeks shall find and to him that knocks it SHALL BE OPENED!! Hallelujah!!!

This is in Matthew 7.7-8 also Luke 9.9-10. I believe God had it entered twice because of its importance to our Faith.

Our God is BIG!! DON’T INSULT Him with small expectations!!


Dear Father in Your Word You say that before I even ask
You will hear my prayer and right away start work upon a task
I’m not naïve and don’t believe that it always is a ‘yes’
But if I seek change it isn’t strange to think You’ll change ME next!

Mist

I love watching the ocean when it’s shrouded in mist
The horizon still sleeping till the sun blows a kiss
The gray waves now gentle still roll to the shore
In answer to the moon I can’t see any more.

Our lives are just like that, we have calm and then storms
But hovering above us are God’s open arms
He is there when we fear we’ll fall out of the boat
Or when waves are so high that we can’t stay afloat.

The mist hides our future and shields from alarm
And whatever God plans He wishes no harm
As the waves roll to shore regardless of storms
God continues to guide and He will lead us Home.

W.B Feb ‘14

Love Makes All The Difference.

And here begins another day. Another day with You
In cloudy grey the sky belies that the sun still shines there too
Today I’ll go on with my chores an offering of love
With routine tasks I’m quickly bored unless performed in love
For love makes all the difference in every part of life
It bathes all in its beauty as a loving sacrifice.
All love began with Jesus Christ; it took Him to the cross
When dying there He bridged the gap where sin had caused such loss.
When we are His this love abounds through every day and hour
As long as we will look to Him then we can know His power.
So thank You Lord for this new day as I seek to honour You
May Your love, Your gentleness be seen in everything I do,

W.B Feb ‘14

Where Are We Seeking God?

Where are we seeking a glimpse of our God,
In some grand and glorious sighting?
In beauty of Nature in sky or in sod
Or in visions or dreams so exciting?

Yes, He will be there, but have we overlooked
That He comes to us in the humdrum
In meaningless tasks with no reason or rhyme
In the humble performance of jobs done.

It is when we are faithful in each little thing
Whether we see it or no
That each task’s that our duty when offered in love
Is the source of God’s smile as we go.

So God can rely on our faithfulness there
Where no flags and no trumpets declare
Yet He can be seen in the light in our eyes
And He knows we are faithful right there.

No hint of drudgery follows the tasks
When we make them an offering to God
And nothing we do if it’s more than He asks
Would be leaving the paths that He trod.

W.B. Feb ‘14

Sing To Me

Sing to me Jesus, on those lonely days
When I sit on the porch and consider my ways
I go over the times that I heard You speak
Then I ponder again as in silence I weep.

The times I forgot You when flustered and fussed
Then called out to You, the only One I could trust
Now Lord, as I sit here, surrounded by birds
I can hear heaven’s music but I can’t hear the words.

So sing to me Jesus as in days long gone by
I imagine You sang when Your siblings would cry
I can hear Heavens’ music but I can’t hear the words
So Jesus sing softly then no one else is disturbed.

W.B. Feb ‘14

Wobbly

When I am hurt I run away but now I’m frail I can’t
I wobble on a walking stick, walking’s only in my heart
I gaze out through the thickening bush for glimpses of the sea
And imagine I am sitting there with the sand all around me.

A gift of strong binoculars has given me fresh wings
And I can then imagine that I am doing all these things
The sand bar and the ocean are there beneath my feet
I’m sitting close to children, who can’t see me. That’s neat!

And so I’ve joined the legless old who travel in their dreams
It has happened all too quickly and I am really old it seems
The medication that I take to slow my racing heart
Has brought me to a standstill but I still do my part.

For I have my computer and it’s such great company
The world is mine in seconds although you can’t see me.
I read about your happenings and cry a little too
Then whisper prayers about you for that’s all my love can do.

W.B.Jan ‘14

Not Long Enough.

Not long enough I kneel to feel Your soft embrace
Not long enough my thoughts are fixed on You
Not long enough my heart’s held by Your own dear lord
For soon the claims of duty will come through.

You follow me though I should be the follower
You call me back if I should lose my way
Your plans not shelved if I wander from the pathway
You take my hand and lead me back Your way.

And this I know, it’s for You I want to hunger
Your Presence crowns the ordinary days
When I have to wait for answers to the prayers I send
You wait with me, and I will learn Your ways.

W.B. Jan ‘14

Can I Tell You Straight?

Lord, please just laugh and hug me when I come to Your gate
I know I’ve been a nuisance, and didn’t like to wait
Maybe I am like Thomas and need to see You’re real
I talked to You incessantly though I couldn’t touch or feel.

I know that I have failed You in oh, so many ways
Yet You showed me such mercy and love for all my days
I often was discouraged when troubles piled up high
It was then You’d send a message that I was the apple of Your eye.

I saw my problems shrivel up and blow off in the breeze
While recognizing that the way was not a path of ease
And now that I can see the lights of heaven so far above
I whisper that I’m coming Lord, and send You all my love.

W.B ‘14

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Straight From The Stars.

I want to write a beautiful song with a melody straight from the stars
I want to show that Your love for me would fire me up to Mars
I want to be so faithful Lord that You could count on me
And anywhere You sent me would be where I want to be.

I used to be contrary and fight against Your Word
I made so many excuses until the blame I heard
You looked into my troubled heart and wiped away the pain
Now Your precious blood has cleansed me and I am whole again.

You waited with such patience till I accepted Your sweet will
I always thought that I knew best and sometimes think that still.
But now Your arms are round me I would never want to stray
And Your quiet gentle Spirit Lord, is leading all the way.

W.B Jan 2013

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Silent Night, Silent Day

I feel as if I have dined on an empty plate. No jewel in the words I read today have stood out as a lesson or a guide to me.

Is this to be a silent day on this, the silent night
When shepherds in the quiet fields saw a brightly shining light?
They heard a voice, an angel spoke, no doubt was in their mind
Yet today while I am writing this I might as well be blind
Today I cannot see a light. The words I read are dead
And yet, Lord, I faithfully sit down to take my Daily Bread.

What have I done? Where have I failed? Does sin lie at my door?
I have prayed that You would cleanse me, even heal me, and then more
The sky is dark and cloudy, just today I need You Lord
To shine Your light upon me, or better still, walk through the door!
Well, now I’ve got that off my chest, did I detect Your smile?
You want my faith to be worked out and You were here all the while?.

W.B Dec 24th

Blessings.

Have you ever stood in silence, closed your eyes and begun to think
Of the blessings God has given, filling your cup up to the brink?
Beginning with a new day dawning, a fresh white page to start anew
The bed you’ve slept in, safe warm housing, food to eat, and loving, too.

Being loved another blessing, all too few can call this theirs
Until they know the Gentle Shepherd who loved the world; His life not spared
I know that life is not all blessing and trials come in spite of this
But they drive us to the arms of Jesus Who is slow to judge and quick to bless.

I could keep on like this for ever! Meet my Jesus! Love Him too!
I long to see you all in Glory. Is there something else that I could do?
Pray, of course to My dear Shepherd, His prayers for you will never cease
And until the day of His returning, may you know His Love and Peace.

W.B.

Thanks

If I never say another word then let that word be ‘Thanks’!
Not, ‘God do this, or this, or that, please fill my needy banks’.
Let me first kneel to touch Your feet, caress the nail marked scars
And vow to step where You have walked, the path You walked now ‘ours’.

Do I say too often, ‘Help me, Lord’ when I should say ‘I’ll help You”?
Although You do not need it, but that’s what love would do
And if I bowed down before Your throne in armour every day
I’d be prepared to fight for Home and Glory all the way.

So let’s set out together an army to make God proud
With praises at Reveille and the Last Post just as loud
We might wake some sleeping giants and stir our Governments
Hold the cross up even higher; prove God’s power to be immense.

W.B Dec 2013.

Trees.

Worship your Creator, you monumental trees
You’re reaching near to Heaven and swaying in the breeze
The sun is sparkling on your leaves while nesting birds hold tight
Your canopy holds darkness yet your crown is bright with light.
The grasses reaching round your feet are keeping your roots warm
Those roots now spread beneath the soil will hold in any storm.
And did our Saviour long ago rest underneath your shade
Or did he plant the very seed that your mighty stature made?
Stand proudly then oh mighty tree for you were made by God
And shelter those that come to you, as graciously you nod.

Can You See Me?

Lord, I’m down in the garden and under a tree
Mom said You see all things, but can You see me?
If I look to Heaven I just see blue sky
So where is the gateway and when will I die?

Yu’know I’m so alone here and if You are near
Please hold out Your hand, or sing in my ear
That’s what my Pa does when I cannot sleep
And his breath always tickles when his voice goes down deep.

I know that You’re big for You stretch East to West
So when I’m afraid may I lay on Your chest?
I’ll hear You breathing and I will be brave
For I know that You love me and You came to save.

Are We Waiting For God?

Are we waiting FOR God when we should wait WITH Him?
He knows just when the time is right
Never too late and never too early
The darkest night ends in bright morning light.
‘When’ ‘why’ and ‘if’ are such small words to handle
Yet they’re little foxes that eat Faith away.

God sees the big picture while we look through keyholes
He sees the end as we plod on the way.
Lord give us a vision to see life through Your eyes
While we joy in Your promises day after day
You Lord, are faithful, and the road ahead rises
We’re travelling Home, faith renewed every day.

W.B Dec '13

God Is Good

God is good; let the world declare it
Lord, open the eyes of the spiritually blind
From innocent children to the dying aged
We see and declare Lord, that You are kind.
So many times Your hand has blessed us
Not many times we expressed our thanks
With every sunrise You show You are faithful
For every sunset we will give thanks.
We thrill with a day started with You, Lord
And the peace of a night within Your arms
Trials and blessings our earthly adventures
Safe in the knowledge Your Spirit’s in ours.

Are You Finding It Hard To Be Joyful?

Are you finding it hard to be joyful
In the trials that have fallen on you?
Stand close to the cross of the Saviour
And know He is praying for you.

There were times of great blessings around you
Though they may seem a long way away
In the pools of gentling waters
That soothed your tired soul on some days.

But now there’s a fire that’s burning
Refining the silver that is you
The Lord knows just when He will end it
His timing is perfect, that’s true.

You and He are in this together
You are never standing alone
He already sees you as perfect
He prepares you to enter His Home.

It’s alright to call on God’s family
To hold your name up to the Throne
You have brothers and sisters in Jesus
So never feel lost and alone.

WB Nov 2013.

I Hear Your Voice

I hear Your voice in the rumbling of the thunder
I see Your smile in the smile of a child
I hear Your songs from birds and running waters
And admire Your creations for mile after mile.

Gentle are the hands that care for all our babies
An arm around our shoulders will take our cares away
The cross upon the hill is the sign of the Atonement
You purchased with Your blood on that terrible day.

Saffron in the skies and another day is over
Hope for tomorrow already on its way
Mothers at the windows looking for their children
Fathers weary footsteps going homeward today.

Love is the chain that binds us all together
Family the unit ordained by God
Gentle awareness of those who need us
Loving like the Father and living for God.

W.B. Nov 2013

If I Loved You

If I loved You my Lord as You surely deserve
I would kneel at Your feet to hear every word
That came from Your lips and was then written down
I would learn them by heart and spread them around
I would speak of You often as lovers will do
And tell everyone the great things about You.

My thoughts would not wander my eyes would be fixed
On You precious Saviour; my feelings not mixed
With needs of the moment or selfish desires
I would ask You to hold me and set me on fire
For love that is weak and half hearted at best
Would make You feel sick and be torn from Your breast

And I do not know how to put into words
That one hundred and ten percent of me will be Yours
I’ll try not to slip and fall short of the mark
I’ll be wrapt up inside You like those in the Ark
Then just to be sure that I never grow cold
Fix Your gaze on me Father until I grow old.

W.B 2013

Till I See You

Lord, here’s a love letter coming to You
To tell You I‘m thankful for all that You do
You’re right at my side so I’m never alone
Though sometimes I’m scared in this big empty home.

The changes in life and in health for the old
Are things to be tackled by the brave and the bold
So since I am neither, and that, we all know
I cannot stand up with an arrow and bow.

My knees will not kneel however humble I feel
My breaths are reluctant; I need help to breath
But You send me Your love and the sunshine of heaven
The prayers of Your saints bless me seventy times seven.

So I’m thanking You Father for every day that I live
For time to send prayers; for the blessings You give
For the love of my family and Your family too
And here is my love till the day I see You.

W.B. Nov 2013.

PAUL MEALOR-I AM THE GENTLE LIGHT

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Gifts From The Heart

Lord, You love gifts that come from the heart, not calculated payments
You know who is rich or poor not just those in gaudy raiment
The widow’s mite means more to You than profits from a king
Then may I always bring my love with every offering.

You gave Your all, do I withhold even the smallest part?
Some time or thoughts that I have kept secret within my heart?
Your arms are open as Your heart, You give, and give again
And I receive all as my part and do not give again.

I sometimes wish that I could throw out into the four winds
Every single thing that I possess and with them all my sins
You are my life, my hope, my love, your arms are always near
And every penny I possess came down from far or near.

I have enough, yet fearing want, lest I should have to beg
I hold on tight to this or that and things within my head.
I want you to be proud of me and say, ‘Well done, my child’
For all I do is not enough and my love I cannot hide.

I hold my arms up to you, Lord and try to wrap around
But how can I retain the wind even here on holy ground?
When all is said and done, my Lord, in crisis teach me more
Then my dependence on You alone will keep my loving pure.

W.B. Nov 2013.

I Want To Write A Song For You

I want to write a song for You
A song that has no pride
With words declaring all my love
For You’ve been at my side
In war or peace in pain or grief
You never left me Lord
And how could I declare enough
The joy Your love affords.

No judgement, condemnation here
Your blood has washed away
The very stains that sin has made
Since my first human day.
Oh precious Lord, my Saviour dear
I worship at Your feet
Lord how I wish the world would know
That sin brings sure defeat.

Look at the cross those who deny
That Jesus died at all
Look at His blood and then deny
That He would save us all.
A simple act, an act of faith
Then give your life to Him
His blood will cleanse, His Spirit free
Your soul to fly with Him.

Eternity, life without end
Is a glorious song of songs
The road to Heaven has no bend
The road is straight but long
God’s music follows all the way
While myriad witnesses sing
And Christ our Lord will lead the band
Himself our Offering.

W.B. Nov 2013.

Just Can't Help Loving You

I just can’t help loving You
My dear Lord, my Saviour
Your Spirit keeps on coming through
When I fear I have lost favour.

But I really know deep in my heart
That You will never change
As long as I will take my part
It is I that needs to change.

Yes I’ll be here; I will stay near
For I know I need You Lord,
My eyes are fixed on You
Your Spirit leads me through.

I just can’t help loving You dear Lord.
I just can’t help loving You my dear Lord.

W.B. Oct 2013

Treasures Of God

The treasures of God are hidden ones spawned through our darkest days
In those times we wept to be taken from, He showed His loving ways
Not for one moment did He turn and let you fight in vain
Or stand and watch uncaring when you fought, but failed again.

Your tears were His though you did not know His heart was breaking too
You are His love, His precious one, and He is part of you
In light or dark; in pain or grief these lessons aren’t in vain
Though weaning us from unwise love may bring the greatest pain.

Tomorrow the same sun will shine but it’s you who will be changed
As imperceptibly refined by the Spirit’s increased range
Some things may go some new thing come but your point of view is new
Now seeing through the Spirit’s eyes as He steps along with you.

W.B Oct 2013

Each Moment.

I need You oh my precious Lord each moment of the day
There’s not a breath that I would take without You there to stay
I do the things at hand to do but never on my own
And that includes the time I spend on computer or the phone.

I am Yours for ever and a day dear Spirit please be close
And tap me on the shoulder if I’m sharp or too verbose
I am grateful for the angels that You send to comfort me
But it’s only in Your sweet presence that I really want to be.

Sometimes the days are far too long and sometimes they’re too short
But every day’s a gift from You though I don’t do all I ought
When night time comes I go to bed and rest back in Your arms
And the last words that I speak are from my favourite book of Psalms.

W.B Oct ‘13

Matt Redman - Mercy (Lyrics And Chords)

Turkey: The Other Holy Land

Matt Redman - I Need You Now (Lyrics And Chords)

Set Me Loose

Set me loose in Your heavens
Let me roam the hills You walked
Let me kneel on those hard rocks
Where You kneeled and where You talked

I want to hear those hardy stones
Cry out in praise again to You
They have far too long been silent
And they long to speak of You.

It is our right now to witness
And our privilege to sing
Of the love our Saviour offers
And the Salvation that He brings

Your heart bleeds again for sinners
And for saints who do not pray
We have bottled up Your power
By looking for Your ‘NAY’.

Dear Jesus You’re Almighty
The Father’s only Son
Your Word is true and mighty
Our victory You have won.

W.B.

Jesus, Only Jesus (Live From LIFT: A Worship Leader Colle...

When I Am Up In Heaven

When I am up in Heaven and I hope it won’t be long
I will ponder on the loving that my dear friends sent along
I do not need to name you for we both know who you are
How you comforted and blessed me when my spirit slid too far.

I will ask my precious Saviour to give you extra care
To kiss your tears when you are sad and I cannot be there
I will ask Him too, to smooth your path until we meet again
And may your dreaming never pass for hope brings joy, not pain.

I will remember, dear friend, the kind words that you wrote
When I suspect that often you had trials but never spoke
I would have held you at those times and been honoured by the deed
So I will wait with patience till you come and may God speed.

WB
Sept 2013.

Anything You Say.

Anything You say Lord, I promise to obey
Until a rock is thrown at me and I want to run away
Why am I so weak Lord, just what is wrong with me?
Please take the Peter out of me; like You I want to be

Chorus.
There’s nothing I can do but throw myself on You
Lord, how I need Your mercy! How I depend on You
I am hiding in the bushes, my fig leaf’s full of holes
Call me; call me, precious Lord for I am far from home.

When I read Your Word Lord, I know just what to do
I‘m bright and brave and no one’s slave, I’m going to be like You
Then things go wrong; they always do and You know what happens then
I’m on my knees, I cry, “Lord, please forgive me again”.

CH.
There’s nothing I can do but throw myself on You
Lord, how I need Your mercy! How I depend on You!
I am hiding in the bushes, my fig leaf’s full of holes
Call me; call me, precious Lord I’m ready to go Home..


W.B

If I Didn't Have You

If I didn’t have You, I’d be nothing
And nothing I don’t want to be
I want to show You all my loving
For loving’s what You gave to me.

To wake every morning and see empty skies
What does the day hold for me?
Is there someone to love and see love in their eyes?
I would share the love You gave to me.

My days may be ending, this I cannot tell
But I know the world’s hurting out there
My material blessings I’d toss down a well
To know more of Your love and Your care.

If I didn’t know You I’d know nothing
But I know I’ll forever be Yours
And I wish the same for every soul on this plain
I would claim every one for Your cause.

W.B. Sept 2013.

You're Always There

You’re always there though I’m not aware
For sometimes I’m shadowed by doubt
I look into myself and see only misgivings
Forgetting that living is why You sent me out.

Trying for perfection drives me to distraction
Yet Your Spirit will teach me the way
You want me to surrender or I’ll break if not bended
So Father, I’ll do things Your way.

You’re always there and You know how I need You
But I want to feel You are near
Yes, Lord, I have faith, but it’s not always awake
Empty space can be something I fear.

Then I feel alone even though I’m at home
And in silence I gaze at the walls
They are vacant and bland in this beautiful land
Yet I’m sheltered from harm here of course.

So inside or out, it’s not You I’m without
You are closer to me than my breath
My thought processes are messes to drag from recesses
And my faith will be exercised yet.

Love You, Lord……………..

W.B

Sept 2013.

I Am On The Cross

I am on the cross, do you feel My pain?
See how My mother weeps?
The ones that understand are here
And those who will vigil keep.

My followers climbed the hill with Me
Though they dozed as I struggled in prayer
Are you ready to keep a vigil with Me
Or will you leave Me alone, then and there?

May I remind you of the cross on the hill?
I willingly paid the price
I surrendered My glory, My Father, My life
In exchange I offered you Life.

Yes, life will be fragile, the way hard and long
But I’ll be there each step of the way
Together we’ll travel; together belong
And Heaven will be yours one day.

WB Sept 2013

Reflecting Light

As the sun shines on the ocean may we reflect the light of God
When the clouds have made it darken we remember paths we’ve trod
When the rain adds to its bounty we can watch the way Christ walked
And become His loyal followers obeying all He taught.

Following Jesus Christ our Saviour as He leads us day by day
Holding out the hand of friendship to those we meet along the way
Let’s remember to forget ourselves and think of those God loves
For we’re not always in a boxing ring and wearing sparring gloves.

Can we spread peace and love to others in the way Christ did to us?
Can we plod quietly through life’s turmoil and never make a fuss?
I know that doesn’t sound like me but I’m sure going to try
I’ll give that boxing ring a miss and quietly walk on by.

Following Jesus……………………

W.B Aug 2013.

Feel The Spirit

Are you standing in the rain?
Is your baby sick again?
Close your eyes, feel the Spirit touching you
Have the dark clouds rolled on by?
Are you stifling a cry?
Breathe in softly for the Spirit is with you.

Bad days will come and go
They’ve been before, and this you know
Breathe in softly for the Spirit’s at your side
Lift your head up from your hands
God loves you so and He has plans
Breathe out softly for the Spirit heard your sigh.

As God’s Peace drifts through the door
Breathe it in, but wait, there’s more
For the Spirit came inside and will remain
God has said He’ll not leave you
He keeps His word and He loves you
You are in this fight together, praise His name!


W.B Aug 2013

What Does Love Do?

She is alone, new town and new people
Another silent house except for noise from some rats
She looks through the window for people or movement
Hungering for friendship but just seeing cats.

What does love do?

Love senses the hole that needs filling with people
Friends from her old world and new friends to make
Is someone else lonely; is there someone to talk to?
A place where folk gather? A smile or handshake?

What would love do?

A seat on a pew? She will always be welcome
Half empty churches a great place to start
‘What is your name dear? Thank you for coming.
See you next week; don’t forget when we start’.

What can love do?

She is thankful for old friends, still faithfully writing;
That she’s not yet forgotten though far out of sight
Dazzled by views that are set out before her
But no one to share all that beauty so bright.

What will love do?

Seek out the places that need volunteers
Hoping to find some that don’t request fees
Reading the noticeboard next to the doctors’
Maybe there’s someone she may be able to please.

W.B AUG 2013.

I Heard Your Footsteps

I heard Your footsteps in the hall
On that night I gave my all
When I learned that You had died at Calvary
It was the first time I’d shed tears
For I’d hardened through the years
Not believing that Your love was meant for me.

You kept calling; You would not let go
A singer wrote that he loved You so
That music filled my soul and brought me to my knees
There was a love song in his heart
He shared the whole, not just a part
And all I wanted was to see my Saviour pleased.

I heard Your footsteps in the hall
And knew that I must give my all
To the Lamb of God Who died at Calvary
I’m glad I came that night You called
For at the Cross You gave Your all
And I know for sure Your love was meant for me.


God bless the singer who showed Your love to me.

W.B. AUG 2013.

My Heart Wants To Tell

My heart wants to tell You how much, Lord, I love You
My mouth is just frozen in time
Are my tears the produce of emotional weakness
Is my spiritual life in decline?

When You should be in the forefront of my thinking
My problems will get in the way
I sigh at the difficulties I am facing
And my praising has fallen away.

Yet I know You are able and that You are willing
You are closer to me than my breath
So why am I settling for imminent failure
And see nothing ahead but my death?

The future is something I’d like to avoid
My history proves that is true
My hopes and my plans all sink into sand
Yet You are my hope, Lord, just You.

So if I step out into sunlight and warmth
Will Your presence be still with me then?
I would say, “Please convince me” But there’s some faith within me
That says You’re not there now and then

You are with me for ever in every endeavour
Though results are not all I would wish
I’ll try not to refer to the plans You have there
I’ll comply with faith, that is Your wish

W..B Aug 2013.

Psalm 25

Do not remember the sins of my youth
But remember me, oh Lord
Cleanse me, instruct me, and teach me Your way
Keep me humbled as I wait on You today.

I am Yours dear Lord, I am Yours.

Kindness and truth are Your pathways
I would not shame You, dear Lord
Your covenant I’m learning to write on my heart
Keep me under the blood You shed from the start.

I am Yours, dear Lord, I am Yours.

I would tell you my secrets but You already know
All my prayers are heard by You
While I wait, while I listen, remember me
Will Your secrets be known to me?

I am Yours dear Lord, I am Yours.

W.B. Aug 2013.

You're A Star

The Lord is here beside you now
You will never walk alone
Believe His Word, it’s inside you now
His Spirit gave it a home.

Look up into His faithful eyes
Be held in His loving heart
Take hold of both His nail scarred hands
Let Him prove you’ll never part.

As soon as troubles gather round
Just take them to the cross
Don’t let their shadows hide the light
Get rid of them; they’re dross.

Step forward in the light of God
Remember Whose you are
Take the high road from earth to heaven
And show that you’re a star.

W.B. Aug 2013.

All The Precious Things You Do

How can I not sing songs to You
For all the precious things You do
Yes, though the sun should fail to rise
Your love shines out through loving eyes.
Problems and puzzles strewn my path
Rising before me, and I ask
Dear Father guide me just for today
Lest I despair and turn away.

The little things, the big, big bills
Cannot submerge me in life’s ills
For You are my strength, my hope, my life
My future planned, Your love is life.
Knowing your mercy will provide
Comfort and safety on every side
And then, at last, the sky will light
And chase away depressing night.

The orange glow, that happy sign
That soon the sunlight will be mine
What warmth, what laughter in the sky
The Master comes; sorrow’s denied
For who could fail to hope and dance
Under the light; it’s warmth not chance
For You Lord, made both light and shade
The woods, the hills, those treasured glades.

Needs of the day a minor thing
When I praise You and hear birds sing
When my prayers rise up into the sky
And I can feel Your presence nigh
Oh, join me, children of our God
Sing too, His praises as angels nod
And add to ours their worship pure
Our God is eternal and His love will endure.

W.B. Aug 2013.