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Honesty

Honesty

Following dearly in His footsteps
Tracing them tenderly with my feet
Saying I never ever will deny Him
But the Lord turned, and looked upon me

Shall the truth be hidden from Him
Deepest, honest thoughts under clouds of shame
Surely this I cannot conceal or prosper
The Lord turned, and looked upon me again

Please forgive my real intentions
Up they spring when I don’t confide
Help me, strengthen me, never leave me
Still the Lord turned, and looked upon me, His child

Are we really being faithful – Proud of ourselves
Telling all, in Him we trust
Do we daily sin without confession
Will the Lord turn, and look upon us?

© 2013 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

“And the Lord turned, and looked upon Peter. And Peter remembered the word of the Lord, how He had said unto him, Before the cock crow, thou shalt deny Me thrice. And Peter went out, and wept bitterly.” Luke 22:61-62

1. Hast thou heard Him, seen Him, known Him?
Is not thine a captured heart? Chief among ten
thousand own Him, Joyful choose the better part.

Chorus: Captivated by His beauty, Worthy tribute
haste to bring. Let His peerless worth constrain
thee, Crown Him now unrivaled King.

2. What can strip the seeming beauty, From the
idols of the earth? Not a sense of right or duty, But
the sight of peerless worth.

3. ‘Tis that look that melted Peter, ‘Tis that face that
Stephen saw, ‘Tis that heart that wept with Mary,
Can alone from idols draw.

4. In your service Lord defend us. In our hearts keep
watch and ward. In the world where’r you send us,
May your kingdom come O Lord.

UNDERNEATH ARE THE EVERLASTING ARMS (A Song of Hope)

UNDERNEATH ARE THE EVERLASTING ARMS

When oceans of emotions run so deep
When your tears wash away all joy inside
When the sands on the shoreline blink and cry
Oh! Come unto Him, all fears lay aside

Chorus
When oceans of emotions run so deep
When the darkness struggles, its light to keep
Lift your eyes, don’t give up, give up and sleep
’Cause underneath are the Everlasting Arms

When the darkness struggles, its light to keep
When each day seems like a deserted night
When the starlight fades in the battle dim
Oh! Come unto Him, let Him fight your fight

Chorus
When oceans of emotions run so deep
When the darkness struggles, its light to keep
Lift your eyes, don’t give up, give up and sleep
’Cause underneath are the Everlasting Arms

Lift your eyes, don’t give up, give up and sleep
Lift your eyes, weary child, oh! lift your eyes
Yes, you may struggle; but the battle’s won
Oh! Come unto Him, in Him your strength lies

Bridge
And He will catch you, never let you fall
Yes, Jesus loves you, cares for one, for all
His arms of love cannot, will not fail
Arms that once were held with crimson nail

So

Let the winds of time echo, stop the flow
Let His breath dry every falling tear
Always remember, each child who believes
Nighttime will bring blessings and daytime near

Chorus
When oceans of emotions run so deep
When the darkness struggles, its light to keep
Lift your eyes, don’t give up, give up and sleep
’Cause underneath are the Everlasting Arms

© 2014 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

KEEP ME WALKING IN THE LIGHT (A Song of Prayer)

KEEP ME WALKING IN THE LIGHT

Lord keep me walking in the light
Don’t let my feet turn left or right
Keep Jesus always in my sight
Lord keep me walking in the light

Chorus
Walking
Walking
Talking
Talking
Take my hand
And lead me onwards
Lead me through
The day and night
Keep me walking in the light

In the brightest light, in the brightest light

Lord keep me walking in the light
Don’t let my feet turn left or right
Keep Jesus always in my sight
Lord keep me walking in the light

Chorus
Walking
Walking
Talking
Talking
Take my hand
And lead me onwards
Lead me through
The day and night
Keep me walking in the light

In the brightest light, in the brightest light

Lord keep me walking in the light
Don’t let my feet turn left or right
Keep Jesus always in my sight
Lord keep me walking in the light

In the light
The brightest light
Where fear refuses to dwell
I will walk wherever You lead me
When my faith is alive and well

Chorus
Walking
Walking
Talking
Talking
Take my hand
And lead me onwards
Lead me through
The day and night
Keep me walking in the light

In the brightest light, in the brightest light

© 2014 Liana Wendy Howarth

82 Roses

82 Roses

Strolling around my garden
How blessed was I to see
82 sweet roses
That the Lord had given me

82 roses for me
Unbelievably
Blossoms and sweet fragrance
Adorning brilliantly

Scarlet, apricot, white
Lemon, ginger, sweet pink
In varying degrees
Of openness to drink

For someone with no green thumb
I know ‘tis His sweet touch
Their beauty overwhelms me
I know He loves me very much

© 2014 Liana Wendy Howarth

You Took My Thorns (A Poem or A Song of Thankfulness)

You Took My Thorns

You have poured
Your love
Over my
Rose petal heart
A heart that
You softened
A heart
Torn apart
You took
All my thorns
Added them
To Your crown
And now that
They’re gone
I can but
Only bow down
My God
My Saviour
My Redeemer
My life
You’ve poured
Your sweet fragrance
Over every
Rosy beat
Of my heart
And I’ll forever
Thank and praise You
With each
New
Perfumed breath
For each day
Now presents
New blossomed
Faithfulness
So hold me
And place me
In the fellowship
Of love
And may
I forever
Be in
Your Bouquet
Above

© 2014 Liana Wendy Howarth

Take His Gift

Take His Gift

Crimson ties around my heart
Nothing ventured on my part
All released by My Saviour’s blood
Because He first, He first shed love

I stand and stare, emotions in awe
He hangs there for me, of this I am sure
He beckons to “Come unto Me, you’re forgiven
Nothing you bring, all, all it is given”

A single tear rolls silently down
My tear stained cheek below, above there’s a frown
‘Why me, why me? I am nothing at all special’
“So I shall be glorified, you obeyed when I called”

Searching desperately for something to hold
Precious drops of salvation falling, just for me, I am told
Just believe, “I am the Way, the Truth and the Life”
Life with each breath, your darkness now life

© 2012 Liana Wendy Howarth

(in my e-book “Fragrance from the Spring”)

One Day at a Time

One Day at a Time

Couldn’t see in front of me,
Travelling along the dusty road,
Couldn’t see behind, either,
Only saw enough of my daily load.

Why should I worry,
If I couldn’t see,
Anywhere else, except,
Directly around me?

If I moved forward,
My day moved too,
If I moved backwards,
So did my view.

Dusty; but like a bubble,
No matter how far,
I went this way or that way,
Clear vision stayed only, around my car.

You’d think I’d panic,
Not being able to see ahead,
Or behind, and I would have,
If I knew I wasn’t being led.

Led by light, surrounding me,
Led by comfort, cushioning me,
Led by hope, enveloping me,
Led by knowing His love for me.

Knowing that I had been given,
Just enough light to see,
Enough of my life,
To cope with, easily.

For if I had been given,
My future to review,
And my past was still with me,
Each day wouldn’t seem as new.

And can you imagine,
Knowing what’s going to happen,
On the dusty road ahead,
Knowing what might not happen?

I would probably try and change,
People, surroundings and me,
Things I didn’t like the look of,
Things I didn’t care to see.

But then I wouldn’t have turned out,
The way I had been planned,
My bubble would have loudly burst,
And my safe life, broken and banned.

So, I have come to the conclusion,
That I’ll stay inside my day,
(Safe and sound and protected),
Aware that I’m not alone to face,
Whatever comes my way!

© 2012 Liana Wendy Howarth

(in my e-book “Fragrance from the Spring”)

Surrendering to the Light

Surrendering to the Light

I watch them unfold
So gently, so free
Nothing holds back
Their matchless beau-ty

Come into my garden
And witness the scene
I cannot understand
Deep within what it means

Why won’t you come
It touches my soul
So intense, God’s way
Bringing life around a pole

Such sweetness of fragrance
And colours so grand
Opening and opening
To the light of the land

The rose, so intense
Why don’t you care
It’s me you see
Blossoming out there

Why don’t you see
The ache in my heart
Of the new life blooming
So close to your heart

Come into my garden
Please seem a little interested
That rose that matters much
Is your wife or mother, tested

And now breaking free
From the coldness of winter
Surrendering to the light
Feeling warmth, love
Life – at last

© 2012 Liana Wendy Howarth

(in my e-book “Fragrance from the Spring”)