Category Archives: Healing

MY JESUS (Song Lyrics)

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My Jesus, You were wounded
That one day we might be healed
In total obedience
On the cross, our was life sealed

All was finished, when You cried
We must appropriate it
None else can do it for us
Don’t on the sideline fence sit

Chorus
My Jesus, He died for you
My Jesus, He died for me
My Jesus, how I love You
My Jesus, You died for me

My Jesus, You bled and died
A tortured moment in time
You gave Your beautiful life
Cut down whilst in Your sweet prime

And close tears, they did mingle
With hearts broken beyond pain
Hearts that would one day be new
My heart was there in death’s stain

Chorus
My Jesus, He died for you
My Jesus, He died for me
My Jesus, how I love You
My Jesus, You died for me

My Jesus, because of love
By Your stripes, bought us wholeness
Took our sins, and laid them bare
In death You breathed forgiveness

Who can comprehend, the pure Sacrifice once laid out before us?
Who can partake of this living gift, unless the Father draws us?

Chorus
My Jesus, He died for you
My Jesus, He died for me
My Jesus, how I love You
My Jesus, You died for me

© 2017 Liana Wendy Howarth

I’VE BEEN IN THE VALLEY (A Song of Encouragement for Those Entering in, Already in, or Leaving)

I'VE BEEN IN THE VALLEY

Lord, there was a time
You walked me through the valley

But You have lifted me, yes me
Upon the mountain realm so high
Lifted me out of desperation
Lifted me from despair
And now my dearest Saviour
At last I breathe the mountain air
Feel new strength and life again
O sweet mountain air
O sweet mountain air

Chorus
O I’ve been in the valley
Where many have passed before in pain
Many are soon to enter this journey
And their life will never be the same

Yes, I’ve been in the valley
Where many tears washed the road that heals
Washed and released many a treasure
That only a walk in the valley reveals

Lord, it used to be
That I thought I’d never leave
Never escape this weary way
Where the birds were ever silent
And no sweet flower bloomed for me
Day and night, the turmoil
Kept me from sensing any love
Until You Lord, this illness rent
O You freed me, lifted me
And this illness rent
And this illness rent

Chorus
O I’ve been in the valley
Where many have passed before in pain
Many are soon to enter this journey
And their life will never be the same

Yes, I’ve been in the valley
Where many tears washed the road that heals
Washed and released many a treasure
That only a walk in the valley reveals

O I praised Him when the road was dim
I praise Him now, I praise, praise Him
I praise Him now, I praise, praise Him

Yes, I praised Him when the road was dim
And I praise Him now, I praise, praise Him
I praise Him now, I praise, praise Him

Lord, there was a time
You walked me through the valley

© 2014 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

The Right End of the Boat

green boat

Can you be sure, you’re down the right end
Down the right end of the boat?
There’s only one end, and that be the right one
So follow along, and take note

The seas may be glassy, crystal clear
Misty grey, or mirror blue
The seas may be foaming, churning with high waves
Upon this, your journey so new

You may have joined Him, to find sweet peace
Or maybe to escape pain
You may have joined Him, longing for a pure love
Or you’re poor, and looking for gain

Just remember the boat has two sides
Narrow; but come take a seat
One end you’ll join the darkness of ruthless fear
Down the other, Jesus you’ll meet

Make a choice, even when waves are still
Step into the boat, and live
In darkness or brilliant light, you’ll be safe
But only with Him, peace He’ll give

He’ll speak into that need or burden
Get close, and Holy Breath feel
I know which end of the boat you will find me
Come join me, and at His feet kneel

© 2017 Liana Wendy Howarth

“And He was in the hinder part of the ship, asleep on a pillow: and they awake Him, and say unto Him, Master, carest Thou not that we perish?

And He arose, and rebuked the wind, and said unto the sea, Peace, be still. And the wind ceased, and there was a great calm.

And He said unto them, Why are ye so fearful? how is it that ye have no faith?” Mark 4:38-40

In the Midst of It All – When Trials Threaten to Overwhelm

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In the midst of it all
Through fiery trials and more
I could not go alone
Your soft, scarred hand
Leads me gently home to shore

In the midst of it all
You are there with me
I need not ask for deliverance
But only to feel and know
That my Saviour I might see

In the midst of it all
As painful as it may be
Oh! Lord remember me
Your Son has been before
I bow on bended knee

In the midst of it all
I will not completely fall
He walks beside me still
Whispers only “Be still”
Jesus my All-in-All

© 2012 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

I LEFT MY HEART BEHIND (Song Lyrics)

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All the years we’ve been together
I’ve been unable to love you
Love you as I truly should have
Love as only a loved heart can
Hard to do when it’s bound in time
Fighting hard against God’s best plan

Chorus
I’m so very sorry
I left my heart behind
I left it in the past
Each beat left to unwind
But this heart is thawing
Life’s sunshine spreads its rays
Each beat can now rejoice
Safe in His healed ways

Each time it hurt and joy suppressed
When those memories came to haunt
I’d hide so very deep inside
Not caring for who I now am
So when love, it came a-calling
It brought me forth as God’s own lamb

Chorus
I’m so very sorry
I left my heart behind
I left it in the past
Each beat left to unwind
But this heart is thawing
Life’s sunshine spreads its rays
Each beat can now rejoice
Safe in His healed ways

Tears, they can no longer threaten
To wash and diminish the pain
My new heart can now receive yours
Don’t emotionally pull away
Our two hearts bound eternally
’Cause this love’s heart is here to stay

Chorus
I’m so very sorry
I left my heart behind
I left it in the past
Each beat left to unwind
But this heart is thawing
Life’s sunshine spreads its rays
Each beat can now rejoice
Safe in His healed ways

© 2016 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

In Silent Times

fishing boats on calm beach

In silent times of tears I pray
And listen closely for Your guiding voice
A voice of sweetness offering hope
What else can I do, what other choice?

The need is great, despair would set in
Help thou me, my dearest Lord
To pray for those in desperate need
I feel useless, without Your sweet Word

Pour out Your mercy and love, most divine
Forgive; forgive us, those flailing with time
May Your grace, Your hand, Your blessed dear Spirit
Seek and find lost souls in this family of mine

Lighten the darkness, lift from the valley below
Silent times will then ring with glorious, sweet praise
Oh! Give God the glory, the fragrance sublime
And hope and salvation will triumphantly raise

© 2012 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

The Everlasting Rose

vector beautiful red rose illustration

My love, My love, take a petal from the rose
Take a petal from the rose that I gave you

Each one holds a key to the secret gift
Oh! Let Love restore the brokenness in you

The petal of hope
It’s filled with new dreams
With all of My love
Deserts into streams

The petal of joy
It’s filled with new praise
New oil to anoint
And flow through your days

The petal of peace
It’s filled with comfort
Embrace all given
My arms will support

The petal of love
What more can I say
The petal of choice
Along life’s hard way

My love, My love, take a petal from the rose
Take a petal from the rose that I gave you

Each one holds a key to the secret gift
Oh! Let Love restore the brokenness in you

Yes, there’s a petal of encouragement
A petal, soft and grand
A petal for when discouragement
Leaves a heart sunk in grief’s sand

Petals, a petal
Purity, serene
Words cannot write words
To grasp a rose, so serene

So take what I’ve given you
It’s a balm for where it hurts
Let the fragrance of the perfect rose
The fragrance of the perfect rose
Fill you deep within, so very deep within
Each petal, a rose story, red covers every sin

My love, My love, take a petal from the rose
Take a petal from the rose that I gave you

Each one holds a key to the secret gift
Oh! Let Love restore all brokenness in you

© 2016 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

Fields of Plenty

Fields of Plenty

Fields of plenty are mine to adore
And blessings surround me, of this I am sure
Fed from the True Vine for evermore
All this because I opened the door

The door of my heart, where I heard a knocking
And who was without – the sovereign, divine King
Oh! He has entered for me, my very heart’s asking
Brought His Word to my life and now I can sing

Sing of His wondrous works done for me
Sing for He’s made me His for all eternity
Sing when I’m joyous or in sorrow on bended knee
Sing of His righteousness He fastened to that tree

On that tree that was laden with His misery of mocking
Little flowers lay waiting to soak up His loving
And where the blood was poured with bruising and hurting
Sprung up precious fields of plenty for me, all believing

© 2012 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

Please listen to this beautiful song (thanks Doug for recommending)
http://christiansongoftheday.blogspot.com.au/2010/08/love-grew-where-blood-fell.html

Far, Far Away

beautiful heart of the sea 03 hd picture

Far, far away I hear You calling
Around the mountain, so far away
I need You so badly, help me to listen
And place my feet back on the chosen way

Things are happening and many are hurting
Heavenly rain feels like it’s falling as hail
To You and You only, my praises are given
I’m feeling the pressure of each hammered nail

I cherish the thoughts that bring tears to my eyes
Sending streams of soft tears down saddened face
A song, some notes, a bagpipe is playing
That beautiful hymn, “Amazing Grace”

And then another plays and I’m back in time
The tears fall into a bottomless hole
A hole that can only be filled by knowing
Knowing and hearing “It Is Well With My Soul”

© 2012 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

YOU MEAN MORE TO ME THAN MOTHER’S DAY (A Song for Anyone with a Sweet Mother’s Heart)

YOU MEAN MORE TO ME THAN MOTHERS DAY

O the sweetness of those words
You mean more to me than Mother’s Day
Touches deep, releases joy
Something only a dearest child could say

Chorus
Sometimes distance has its way
Sometimes others have their say
But still, my love survives in May
‘Cause you mean more to me than Mother’s Day
Yes, you mean more to me than Mother’s Day

Brings with them, sweet butterflies
Of fleeting memories from yesteryear
Interspersed with cherished love
Can sense their closeness, even if not near

Chorus
Sometimes distance has its way
Sometimes others have their say
But still, my love survives in May
‘Cause you mean more to me than Mother’s Day
Yes, you mean more to me than Mother’s Day

Brings a bouquet of sweet intent
And hugs that reach to eternity
Thankfulness for heaven’s gift
Preciousness with a face that’s so pretty

O may I feel your arms surround me
May I feel your breath upon me
May I feel your love towards me
Sweet child, sweet child, of mine

Chorus
Sometimes distance has its way
Sometimes others have their say
But still, my love survives in May
‘Cause you mean more to me than Mother’s Day
Yes, you mean more to me than Mother’s Day

© 2014 Liana Wendy Howarth

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AND NOW A PRAYER FOR ANYONE WITH A SWEET MOTHER’S HEART

YOU MEAN MORE TO ME THAN MOTHERS DAY (2)

Dearest Heavenly Father
I come before You to lift every Mother unto You
And even though Mother’s Day is a wordly affair
And every day should be Mother’s Day in a child’s heart
You are love
You know our need for love
So I lift all Mothers unto You
All who have never been Mothers
Yet have a Mothering heart
All who are with child at this very moment
But are on the verge of terminating that life
All who are with child at this very moment
But are fearful of losing that life
Due to complications, accidents, medications
All who have lost a child
All who have lost children
Whether miscarried
Stillborn
As an infant
A toddler
Child
Young teen
Teenager
Young adult
An adult
… to silence
All who have a Mothering heart
And through silent tears
Are unable to have children
But Lord
But with God
Nothing is impossible
All who are awaiting the news
Of a missing child
Desperate for news
Hoping, praying
That they will be returned
Safely into their nuturing arms
All who are unable to spend
Mother’s Day together
Due to distance
Sickness
Disagreements
Anger
Hurt
Pride
And any other Mother who due
To no fault of their own
Is just unable to share
This precious day
As is every day
Together
All Mothers who have lost their Mothers
As a child
And never knew them
As an adult
The grief is the same
Anyone who has lost their Mother
Those whose heart is breaking
Because their Mother is so sick
Fear worrying how they will cope without them
O Lord
O Lord
Please also bless those spending
Today together
May they be aware of the gift they have
May Your love abound
May Your love abound
Shed Your love abroad
May it enter deep within all hearts
Unto You Lord
Unto You Lord
Precious Lord
In Jesus Name I pray
Amen

© 2014 – current Liana Wendy Howarth