GIVE ME A HEART TO LOVE YOU, LORD (A Prayerful Song) … Please listen


Give me a heart to love You, Lord
A heart that will always care
Care when I can’t feel Your presence, Lord
But knows You’re forever there

Give me a heart that can love You, Lord
A heart that without You can’t love
Love when the skies are in darkness, Lord
But knows the sweet blessings above

Give me a heart that is able, Lord
To love You unconditionally
Something I could never do, Lord
Unless Your Spirit’s made His home in me

Oh! Give me a heart to love You, Lord
As only Love’s love can love
Bind it with chords of tenderness, Lord
Lift it heavenward on the wings of the Dove

© 2014 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

Beautiful vocals by Kathleen …

Way Back in 2013 … My Very First Song Lyrics … I LEAVE IT IN THE HANDS OF THE LORD

My First Song
I leave it in the hands of the Lord
Leave my life in the hands of the Lord
And even though they’re pierced
He will not let me fall
Through the nail pier-ced hands of the Lord

For He’s seen it all and He’s always loved me
He’s seen it all, yes My Saviour loves me
He’s seen it all
He’s seen it all
He’s seen it all and He’ll always love me

I lift my feet to step beside the Lord
Lift weary feet to step beside the Lord
And even though they’re pierced
He will not let me stall
Behind the nail pier-ced feet of the Lord

For He’s seen it all and He’s always loved me
He’s seen it all, yes My Saviour loves me
He’s seen it all
He’s seen it all
He’s seen it all and He’ll always love me

I open misty eyes to see the beauty of the Lord
Open through many tears to see the beauty of the Lord
And even though beauty was marred
He will not to me reveal all
Covers His pain with love in the beauty of the Lord

For He’s seen it all and He’s always loved me
He’s seen it all, yes My Saviour loves me
He’s seen it all
He’s seen it all
He’s seen it all and He’ll always love me

© 2013 – present Liana Wendy Howarth


fireworks the festival new year's day

And as the year dwindles to time unknown
We sit and contemplate all we have known …

Throughout the year that has just passed us by
Think of friends we have lost, sweet loved ones we’ve watched die

Time does not stop and let us disembark from our life’s line
We may not have escaped pain, we see our age in decline …

But many have witnessed kindness, compassion and found much joy
Helping one another through the terrors out to destroy

Marriages, births, birthdays, anniversaries, our love on cards we explain
And the birth and death of our Saviour is remembered once again …

Yes, 2020 will soon be another diary’s memory
To all my dear blogging friends, may 2021 be blessed and forever cheery

© 2013 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

This was posted coming into 2014;
but the words remain the same so have reposted.

God bless.

Today, Sweet Mother, You Would Have Been 92

Bittersweet feelings today … Joy and sadness mingled … Joy, because tonight I get to hold my beautiful daughter who is now 29 weeks pregnant and her husband, in my arms, after one whole, very long year. Sadness … missing mum.

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It’s been twelve long years, years of Christmas chime
Some days tears of sadness, love, they still flow
A memory, moment, in missing time
Intense waves of emotion; but short though

Please know that I am still on this journey
Of uphill and downhill and uphill climbs
I would find comfort if you held my hand
But that won’t happen, in these present times

There will come a sweet day and we’ll hold hands
Look at each other, see love in our eyes
And that love will encompass all we shared
Safe with Father, as eternity flies

Remembering our hugs and all that you ever were to me dearest Mum.
I love you and will never forget you.

The reflection of heaven’s rose garden.

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Upon the branches of my heart
For you, this poem is written
The love you gave, the love you shared
The tenderness that softened

And on the paths that lead me there
Your footsteps are remembered
Guiding and advising me
You’ll never be forgotten

And on the leaves that bound my heart
My family life is written
Joy and pain, happiness and gain
The aroma will ever remind me

And on the petals of flowers found
Found wrapped around my heart
Sweet words of gentle encouragement
That trusted who I was

The aroma of those flowers linked
To leaves and branches and paths
Take me back to when you first left
Though not as often now
But the tears of dew that water my heart
Will always remember you

© 2010 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

The Unfulfilled Rose – Sadness as Blossoms Fall and Lie in Falling Tears

A little something I wrote six years ago:-

Shattered in the Rain Over the last week or so, I have been peering out of our bay window on waking, to see my beautiful ‘English Rose’ blossoming before my very eyes and being in awe, once again, of the perfect work of my Lord and Saviour. This is one of two David Austin roses that I recently bought and I was so excited to see the finished rose.

Shattered in the Rain 2We’ve been having soft; but steady rain for quite a while now and the rose continued to break forth and grasp as much sunlight as possible.

Shattered in the Rain 3Words cannot describe this gorgeous bloom laced with scent from heaven.

Shattered in the Rain 4Sadly, the rain was bruising the underside (sorry I’m not technical in botanical terms).

Shattered in the Rain 5But each morning brought with it another stunning image.

Shattered in the Rain 6Really starting to open up now. I’m in love.

Shattered in the Rain 7So many petals on one sweet flower and the colour, divine.

Shattered in the Rain 8But the rain was taking its toll on the dear, little one.

Shattered in the Rain 9And this morning I awoke to a broken sight.

Shattered in the Rain 10My heart broke. Perfection, beauty lay fallen upon the ground.

Shattered in the Rain 11The creaminess had become a soft shade of lemon. Crushed. Compacted in pain.

Shattered in the Rain 13This is all that remains. Remnants of torn petals for which I feel much sadness and yes, guilt.

Shattered in the Rain 14For you see, a few days ago, I took the damaged petals from the rose. I had to tear them off. I feel that I have in some way contributed to the rose’s demise. It was unable to hold all of heaven’s tears and unable to take it any longer, it just gave up and surrendered to what it knew it couldn’t control.

I had even written a poem :-

“Such a silly thing I did today

I tried to take imperfection away

I prayed the Lord, He wouldn’t take

The beauty of the rose at stake”

But by tearing away what I thought was something that was marring its beauty, was in reality actually holding it’s very existence together.

Yes, I know there will be some of you that think I am totally exaggerating; but I see amazing stories and spiritual truths in God’s creation and being able to capture them with the camera is a blessing.

We grow stronger with our trials. With pain. With tears. With anything that makes us feel like we can’t go on.

Jesus is the only One who can hold us together.

Tearing Him from our lives is devastating.

Maybe not now.

But one day.

God bless all who read this.



You washed me white as snow
You took my stains away
Oh Lord, I love You so
Please stay

You held me as I wept
My pain and grief You bore
My heart cried out to You
Please stay

I could not see for tears
All that You’d done for me
Your life You sacrificed
Please stay

Please help me see the truth
Please help my unbelief
Please heal my broken heart
Please stay

(Insert your name here), open your eyes
I spoke these words for you
It is finished, and all that I’ve done
Has given you the victory
In Me, you’ve already won
And I won’t leave you
I won’t ever forget you
Our Father, He sent Me for you
And We’ve loved you ere the world begun
Over your life, Our love, We’ve sung

So now I say to you
Please stay
Please stay
I’ve healed your heart
Poured My love in
I’ve sealed your life
Cleansed you from sin
Please stay
Please stay

© 2019 Words and Image Liana Wendy Howarth