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Alone I Sit

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Upon the housetop, loneliness prevails
Understand I can’t, of coldness in death
Where is the love that once fulfilled
All of life’s dreams and promises said

Does this mean that I won’t be missed
Does this mean that talk is not meant
Compassion and true fellowship I desire
Yet emptiness of doubt surrounds me still

Oh! To be loved, as Christ first loved us
Within our family which we hold so dear
May the peacefulness of love prevail
Answer hopelessness and fill with joy

Shall the truth meet with our hearts
Comfort us in feelings, humbled thou art
Yes Jesus loves us, of that I am sure
May that be enough, eternally secure

© 2012 – present Liana Wendy Howarth

Just Be Still

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Just be
Just be
Just be still
And let the Lord’s strength
Let the Lord’s love
Let the Lord’s truth
Let the Lord’s joy
Let the Lord’s peace
Let the Lord’s mercy
Let the Lord’s grace
Let the Lord shine upon you

For He will strengthen you
He will love you
He does love you
He will fill you with all truth
He will make your days of darkness lighter
And knowing He will never leave or forsake you
Will fill you with internal joy
He will flood you with His peace
Not as the world gives
But with peace only the depths of your heart can explain
His mercy
His grace
No words can embrace

Just be still
Let the Lord shine upon you

© 2015 Liana Wendy Howarth

Bread of Redemption … Food of Life

Bread of RedemptionYou have given me faith
You have given me life
You have given me sunshine
You have given me shelter
You have given me all
You have given me life.

The good seed is planted
The soil hungry, searching
In the hidden thoughts
Of my heart
Little to start with;
But with sunshine and rain
You always send
I receive
It is nourished day by day.

I must water and let it see
The light each day
Or otherwise what it has become
Will become no more.
Weeds and evil thoughts
Dryness and grudges
Will stop the good seed
From growing and growing
And
Producing good fruit
To be shared with others
Those whose fruit bowl is empty
Those who need to be fed
With Your truth and Your love.

Your hand reaches down
And waters the garden
In my heart.

The garden
Where love is abound
And
Watering-can sprinkles
And sunrays do shine
On every good seed
Where obedience is found.

© 2012 Liana Wendy Howarth

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