The stable doorIs openYou are beckoned inNo questions asked“Who are you?”“How rich are you?” For all are poorWhen gazing in that mangerAs once moreA strangerIs welcomed home Dare we rememberThe simplicityOf such a divine birthHe …
The world is waitingAnticipatingThe coming of the king Simple mangerA strangerTurns them awayNo bedTo lay His headA manger full of hayWas His welcome The ox and assBid Him welcomeCattle lowingKnowingThe babe before themWas their incarnateCreator …
Can I go walking with you? Less than two metres apart? Isolation Is making me mad Can I talk to you Not on the phone Or in text Email But face to face When will …
Fury and fear Thunder Through a shattered world Leaving destruction In their wake Do not be afraid Take time Be still Find rest For the fear’s path Will sear Over the mountains Through the valleys …
I’m sure I’m not alone in feeling anxious and fearful in these times. Every so often, I write what I refer to as a meandering poem, I’m never really sure with these where they finish, …
A couple of years ago, I had an unusual request. Could I write a set of lyrics for the Gospel standard Were You There, and relate them to Christ’s journey up Calvary, and His crucifixion …
Help me remember Your love beside me Your love will guide me Carry me, carry me Bid me ever onwards How can I begin To understand When life like sand Slips through my fingers I …
Dawn comes creepingIn the cornersOf the night I see themWooden sentinelsStarkAgainst the beauty Of the blue sky The sunCatches themAnd the crossesEmpty nowBid us remember Of the daySo long agoWhen fearSlaughteredThe innocent LambThe faceOf love …
HowDo weProtect ourselvesFrom the invisible? How do we protectOurselvesIsolateFrom the news? Yes, we needTo understandButTechnologicalSpread panicProvidesNo solace WhyAre weObsessedWith knowingEverything? Are we notContentThat all we need to knowWill be givenWhen we needTo know it? FearIs …
Gethsemane Calls Here am Istanding byThe garden whereMy dear Saviour suffered With tear and cryOur Saviour struggledWith the day that was dawning The cup that he so dreaded to tasteWas put to his lipsFather dear, …