Words

Words
Warwick Allen
Sunday, 10 December 2000

In a vague mist I seek security
Hiding in the shadows of ambiguity
I draw about myself a cloak of obscurity
Revealing as much as prudence will allow of me
And as little as words will betray of me

Romantic Dreams

Romantic Dreams
Warwick Allen
Sunday, 10 December 2000

Ah, the downfall of the romantic:
When fanciful dreaming strays far from reality
And returns with empty promises—
Gains that are really losses.

O, but what a refreshing tonic,
To fly on the wings of fantasy,
From time to time,
Uplifting for soul and mind.

But remember it's also good,
Or so I've found,
To keep at least one foot
On the ground.

Everyday Prayer

Everyday Prayer
Warwick Allen
Sunday, 16 April 2000

My holy Lord, my Saviour, my King
I have within me a sincere yearning
To every day establish my residence
In the power of Your presence

I pray that You choose to bless me so
A double portion of Your Spirit to bestow
That everyday I may know You more
Intimately than the day before

I pray that each day may begin
With an offering of praise and exaltation
And that each evening I will give thanks
For Your faithful providence

Lord, make me Your instrument
To bring comfort to those who lament
To radiate love to those who hurt
To extend Your kingdom on this earth

I pray I will surrender everyday
To You, and before Your feet lay
Anything I think, say or do
That keeps me from coming closer to You

Every day this will be my prayer
That through obedience, righteousness, faith and holy fear
I will be kept under Your wonderful blessing
And from my days all want will be missing

To daily confess every offence
I know I need Your assistance
I pray that no due penitence I'll fail to offer
To You, my heart unrepentant never

I ask You, Lord, to help me ever be
Forgiving to anyone who has done wrong to me
And at each evening, the setting of the sun
To be a peace with everyone

I pray for wisdom to steer clear of temptation
And that I may overcome it through strength and firm resolution
For discernment to recognise evil when faced with it
I pray, and for Your Spirit to defeat it

Lord, install in me a hunger, a need
For Your Word, living Word, to habitually read
Upon it I shall meditate, every day, every night
I will search deeper—it will be my light

Most of all, I thank you that everyday
Lord Jesus, because of Your sacrifice, I may
Come to You, and pray
And know there's no end to everyday