Flying High

Flying High
Warwick Allen
Saturday, 30 August 1997

[Verse 1]
The eagle it soars, with such might
Above the clouds in noble flight
And it does, from that lofty height
To the ground below cast its sight

[Verse 2]
On the creatures down low it stares
With scorn and derision it sneers
To itself and what ever hears
And with bitter contempt declares:

[Verse 3]
“Shame to all those birds low flying
Sparrows, finches, all those choosing
Low to stay, near the ground to sing
And never actually trying

[Verse 4]
“For if their wings they would bother
To stretch that little bit wider
Set their sights a little higher
And try that little bit harder

[Chorus 1]
“They too might know
The glory and the majesty
Of flying high

[Verse 5]
“'Twas not without effort that I
Managed to climb so very high
My wings I did spread wide, and my
Sights I did set high in the sky

[Chorus 2]
“It's through my own efforts that I know
The glory and the majesty
Of flying high

[Verse 6]
“As for those creatures who must stay
On the earth forever as they
Have no feathers, no wings, no way
Of flying. Pity them, I say

[Verse 7]
“But it's the ground fowl I can't stand
He has wings, as I understand
Feathers too, but he dwells on land
Not in the sky, so high and grand

[Verse 8]
“Why does he choose this way to live
When the blue skies he could have if
His wings he would flap, and then, with
Some effort, the skies would be his

[Chorus 3]
“And then he too might know
The glory and the majesty
Of flying high

[Verse 9]
“But no, he makes a decision
To live in humiliation
And shame; an abomination
To all the birds of creation

[Coda]
“If only he tried
Oh, how I loathe the ground fowl.”

Sonnet of the Stone

Sonnet of the Stone
Warwick Allen
Friday, 22 August 1997

[Stanza 1]
The weight of the stone, around my heart bound
Is not enough to pull me under, but
Just enough for the chains, my soul to cut
And the load to keep my dreams on the ground.
Sometimes I stand tall, my strength I have found,
But often strength I've none, I'm in a rut,
I long for a haven, a lonely hut
Where, onto a page, my fears and doubts mound.

[Stanza 2]
From this safe place, I cry my forlorn plea
To my Lord, I ask Him to take the stone.
He hears, but He is teaching me to wait.
He wants to use me, now He's moulding me,
Yet He still lets me know I'm not alone,
And from my shoulders He will lift the weight.

In the Fats

In the Fats
Warwick Allen
Thursday, 14 August 1997

Who said that this would happen?
Who dictated that life would
Become as it had once been?

This is not what is written for me
In the Book
I am more
Well, I can be more
Than this

I am somebody
More than that
I am a child of God
A servant of the Almighty

He has plans for me
This I must remember
Always

Gratitude

Gratitude
Warwick Allen
Friday, 1 August 1997

[Verse 1]
What have You done for me?
Merely given me a life worth living,
Shown me love to which none can compare,
A hope of a future, amazing and exciting.
You've given me this, for free.

[Chorus 1]
Should I be grateful?
Should I show it?
Should I fervently praise You,
And proclaim Your name to the ends of the earth?

[Verse 2]
After all, You only sent Your Son
To die in sheer agony,
To be cut off from Your love,
To be crushed by the weight of my sin,
So that I might know You, and live.

[Chorus 2]
You'd think I'd be grateful.
You'd think I'd want to show it.
You'd think I'd fervently praise You,
And proclaim Your name to the ends of the earth.

[Verse 3]
What act of gratitude would be worthy
To give thanks for what You have done?
Nothing, really, but I could make a start,
Such as giving You all that I have and all that I am,
And living Your will in all that I do.

[Chorus 3]
Father, I am grateful,
And I want to show it.
I shall fervently praise You,
And proclaim Your name to the ends of the earth.

[Verse 4]
If giving You my life and living Your will
Were the least that I could do,
You'd think that I'd manage that.
But no, I fail, I let You down.
Sometimes I think I'm more of a hindrance than a help to Your kingdom.

[Chorus 4]
Lord, I am grateful;
Help me to show it.
Teach me to fervently praise You,
And proclaim Your name to the ends of the earth.

[Verse 5]
Thank You, Father, for Your grace,
And for Your infinitely patient love.
Thank You that whenever I fall,
You catch me and comfort me with Your tender presence,
And You're always ready to forgive.

Amazing Man of God

Amazing Man of God
Warwick Allen
Friday, 1 August 1997

Lord, I want to serve You.
How I wish I were able,
And capable, and ready.
I know they say that it doesn't matter,
That You can use me anyway.
I guess that my feeble mind
Has trouble comprehending that fact.
Please, Lord,
Make me an “amazing man of God”.