Far, Far Away

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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

A Light, It Shineth

LightBelongeth us to Him, the King?
Then down on bended knee we bow
Surrendering our total, very being
All we have is forever, now.

Sing Oh! glorious saints of His
Bring praises, praises; cry aloud
Shelter in His righteousness only
Watch for He cometh in a cloud.

Dare we cast our glances downwards?
Following where our feet have been
Forever heaven-wards shall we be watchful
Eye shall then see what no eye hath seen.

Delivereth us, our beautiful Saviour
Into pastures, green with love
Oh! Your mighty saving presence
Sent from our dear Father above.

(in “Fragrance from the Spring”)


The Floating Rose

blessing in adversity
Should we ever
Cease to know
How our Saviour
Loves us so
Then ‘tis time
To reassess
Reasons why
We don’t feel blessed
For He has promised
In His Word so grand
Promised to us
Before breath was planned
To love us forever ….

Through the fires of trial
Through the golden, still days
Through suffering a short while
…. He pours His love endlessly

So take a leaf from the ever-new garden
Without question it sings His praises
And even when the thorns appear
Love’s shed in the roses and daisies

(in “Fragrance from the Spring”)

‘Abandon’ in “Fragrance from the Spring”

The Fern

‘Silently the breezes blow

And the dew falls softly down

Where a carpet of sweetly-scented flowers

Receives for itself a crown


Whispering over babbling brooks

Showing little stones beneath the flow

The moss does cling, the birds do sing

One day His love we’ll know


The early morning reigns triumphant

Misty evening brings darkness and shower

Before too long, jubilant song we’ll hear

And with abandon, live in His power


The baby deer so perfectly adoring

Newness of forest floor

Trees of mercy, shelter and feed

His creatures with His store


Abandonment of truest desire

We with all creation, adore

And on the rolling hills and plains

Praise rings out forevermore’

The Melody of Heaven

sun rays through clouds

And when He marches over that triumphant Hill

And my heart keeps time with each perfect beat of His will

I’ll know my Saviour loves me melodiously still

For He’s written my hymn in Heaven with His golden quill

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And each note, it bears my earthly name

As He calls again and again, always the same

Come unto Me, when you’re weary, exhausted, lame

I’ll fill your emptiness with pureness of angelic frame

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So angelic chords fill my now joyous days

‘Cause Jesus met me and mercifully showed me His ways

Bid me come, join the finest of psaltery rays

And sing praises under His loving, kind gaze

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© 2013 Liana Wendy Howarth

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