How commendably patient Thou art
With the slow progress of
My proud heart.
There is none like Thee,
My Saviour and my King;
How great Thy wisdom,
How great Thy mercy,
How great Thy love,
That fills my joyful heart,
How very great Thou art!
How commendably patient Thou art
With the slow progress of
My proud heart.
There is none like Thee,
My Saviour and my King;
How great Thy wisdom,
How great Thy mercy,
How great Thy love,
That fills my joyful heart,
How very great Thou art!
Son of my body,
Heart of my heart,
I give you to God,
Knowing not despair,
I know my son, you will be safe
In His merciful, tender care.
I know He will watch over you
And honour your faith;
I trust He will guard you
Against the open jaws of hate.
Son of my body,
Heart of my heart,
I will wait with faith
Knowing not despair,
I know you will return
To my loving, tender care.
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
(Art: Divine Call by Sandy Freckleton Gagon)
Did You ever feel the weight
Of Your calling as You spoke the Word
For heavens and earth to be?
From the valleys, the hills, the
oceans
And grand mountains that be,
You left Your mark of power for all to
see.
Were You heavy hearted
When You created the hill of Calvary?
And did You hear it whisper Your
victory
When You were in Your agony:
The mighty God, the Author of
Creation,
The fountain of all salvation…..
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
(Art: Jesus Christ the Creator by SKAI Studios)
There is a desire in my soul
That wants to conquer Goliath
And watch him fall….
This warrior within me never sleeps
And yearns to hear the angels’ call,
A call to battle to make the devil fall.
And when Christ comes in clouds so holy
He will conquer that enemy
And we will confess His glory.
(Art: Put On the Armour of God by Celestial Heritage)
For now I walk unsteady steps
On this earthly soil beneath my feet
But one day I will come to You
With perfect faith in waves of deep.
And when in distance Your glory beckons,
When You come to take me home,
I will run into Your arms
And forever be Your own.
- Cathryne Allen
(Art: Serene Saviour by Ivan Guaderrama)
I pleaded with you on bended knee
My fears to dissolve.
You sat in silence
Hoping I would give You
what You yearned the most to own:
My self-will,
My hesitance to relinquish control.
In the end I gave it up
And found solace to my soul.
Yes, You said,
Now you understand.
I paved the way
In Gethsemane long ago.