Post No. 907
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Waiting
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Child of love in heaven born
Child of dew in the early morn
Angels sing a sweet refrain
Gently, softly till He comes again
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©Denise G Allen, 10 January 2016 11:01
Post No. 907
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Waiting
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Child of love in heaven born
Child of dew in the early morn
Angels sing a sweet refrain
Gently, softly till He comes again
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©Denise G Allen, 10 January 2016 11:01
Post No. 901
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Reflections
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And thus I will
Just sit and mull
Reflecting You
Reflecting me
And the best love story
In the Book of Time
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©Denise G Allen, 28 November 2015 09:14
Post No. 898
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GOD
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God
God is
God is all
Who stands between you and death
Who gives you your last breath
His is the power
He is the Father
Who holds you to His breast
Open your eyes and see
Open your ears and hear
Today you have a second chance
You’re a lucky one –
Some had none
All you must do is believe
Fill your heart with love
For Jesus who died to forgive
And your sin will be gone
Completely overcome
And we will live
For ever
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©Denise G Allen, 16 November 2015 11:41
Post No. 865
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Not Easy
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It is not easy
To distinguish between good and evil ~
We must keep Jesus in our view,
His beacon of light in our sight,
Remember He is the One to lead the way
And with Him we cannot stray.
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©Denise G Allen, 28 August 2015 17:04
Post No. 798
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Lord
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Setting the scene Lord
For Jesus’ return
Paving the route Lord
One foot at a time
Every step that I take Lord
You lead the way
Every move that I make Lord
In a straight line
No slipping or sliding
Nor stumble nor fall
Holding me firm Lord
And being my All.
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©Denise G Allen, 08 May 2015 15:16
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We came to earth
born naked, helpless,
only our parents, carers,
to keep us alive,
to help us survive,
but He gave us gifts
as the wise men from the east
brought to the newborn Babe,
talents to aid our journey
as we travel through
this life and onward
to return to our Father.
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©Denise G Allen, 04 October 2014 10:02
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a joyful crowd lined the way
along the busy streets;
no one guessed, no one knew,
that he would be dead,
nailed to a cross,
before the end of day.
a carpet of palm leaves
strewed the path
while the people laughed and cheered.
(how easily are they swayed?)
tricked, trapped, betrayed,
his spotless life exchanged
for that of a common criminal,
scourged, cursed by his people,
he bowed to the will of his father
to bring us his message of love
on that hill named golgotha.
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©Denise G Allen, 09 September 2014 07:06
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Life chewed me up,
Spat out the bones,
But You covered me
With Jesus’ living flesh
And made me whole.
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©Denise G Allen, 29 June 2014 04:27
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This life is but a shadow of that which is to come
A dream-like reality laying down the groundwork
For truth and authenticity and a new life with God
Our Father, Son and Holy Spirit, Three in One.
Jesus came to earth to show us the way,
That without our ego’s we are nothing
But what we imagine ourselves to be,
Chasing material wealth and properties
That will be worthless in the life to come.
Our earthly possessions own us, in fact,
As we strive to keep them safe while we’re alive
And to accumulate even more, but what for?
Where’s the sense of laying up earthly treasure
And receiving no reward?
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©Denise G Allen, 10 June 2014 10:53
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Why can’t others see
What my eyes are telling me?
Time and again through history
Bad choices by the majority
Lead us into misery – but
Do we learn from our mistakes?
Oh no, not us, we’ll always be
Blind to what some others see
As in the past days gone by
Barabbas was the one set free.
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©Denise G Allen, 28 April 2014 08:21