All that is unspoken
And all that is unseen
All that I feel
In the depths of my soul
I long to give to Thee.
And all that You ask of me
And all that I am
I will place
On the altar of sacrifice
for Thee.
I give You my all
Because a heart
Can give no more.
-
CATHRYNE
ALLEN
He hears me when in the
Solitude of my darkest nights
On Him I call.
He hears me when in silence
My heart tries to hide
My fears that I might fall.
He hears me when in crowds
My mind wanders and doubts
Begin their insidious call.
He hears me whether
I cry to Him or not
Because He knows my very soul,
He knows it all.
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
When
You rose from Your grave
With
healing in Your wings,
Did
I live on in Your heart
As
you ascended to Your throne
To
seal my destiny?
Did
You carry us all in Your bosom
With
the crucible of the cross
Forever
etched in Your memory?
-
CATHRYNE ALLEN
As the stars in heaven
That burn with everlasting light
So is my love that burns for Thee
On the altar of my heart.
-
Cathryne Allen
Will
I be lost in crowds of heaven
When
my mortal shell at last I leave,
And
will this earthly life appear unreal
When
my true home is to me revealed?
Will
I come to see Thy face
I
so often sought on bended knee,
And
forget all the lonely moments
I
suffered with merciful help from Thee?
My
heart will rend within my chest
When
I kneel before Thy throne;
I
will weep with grateful heart
For
cherished truths that I have known.
-
CATHRYNE ALLEN
I kneel before Thy throne each day
Never knowing what first to say.
Then I remember what my soul foremost needs
Is my heartfelt devotion to only Thee.
My thoughts, my words, my earthly deeds
I consecrate as a memorial in prayer to Thee.
I spread my heart before Thy feet,
As the Sacrificial Lamb I come to see.
I see You smile, I hear You say:
You are in my heart today.
The sacrifice was mine to give,
Your soul I purchased that you might live.
-
Cathryne
Allen
You opened my heart
And searched for what
You there did not see;
My feeble faith and lack
of trust
Stood in contrast to your
will for me.
You sorrowed for the
tears I shed
With every step I was led
to take
To find You in my hour of
agony.
How patiently You stood
waiting
With open arms hoping I
would come to Thee;
How patiently You hoped
I would give You all that
was lacking in me.
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
Did You count me amongst
Your valuable host
As we met in the councils of heaven?
Did I stand strong and ready
To defend Your godship;
To smite the enemy,
To secure Your path to my eternity?
Was I brave and willing to carry the cross
Some of the way to Calvary?
Did I weep with you in the Garden
And held You as You bore the burdens of
mortality?
Did I wipe the sweat of Your brow
As I wept for You and weep even now?
Did I promise to bear Your name
Etched in my mortal heart for all to see?
Am I now worthy to carry Your sacrifice
With me into eternity?
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
Angels,
are you near me
To
catch me if I fall?
Do
you stand guard at the entrance
Of
my heart
On
God’s errand and sentinel’s call?
Do
you pave the way
And
steady my feet,
And
ensure my enemy’s defeat?
You
are unsung heroes
Of
every journey’s flight
You
are phantoms of love
Concealed
from mortal sight.
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
(Art: Empathy by Greg Olsen)
I marvel as You lead me over mountains
and over vales;
And when I often fall,
You soothe away my pains.
I marvel at Thy patience,
I marvel at Thy love,
I marvel at Thy faith in me
And what I can become.
When
in the realms of heaven
You
asked me what in mortality
I
wanted to be,
It
was so easy, I said I wanted
To
be like Thee.
You
warned me of the suffering
That
would have to equal in measure
To
what you would suffer for me;
That
my life would not be easy
But
that You would
make
up for everything.
Now
I am here,
I
fear the refiners’ fire of the kiln
When
Your potter hands are moulding me
But
I try to be the woman I was who said
She
wanted to be like Thee.
Some
days I want to change my wish
I
am not worthy to bear my suffering,
But
then I notice the chains
around
my heart are broken,
and
I remember:
You
will make up for everything.
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
(Art: Spring of Life by Chris Brazelton)
When
you softly whisper to my soul
I
know the Father is there
Ever
mindful of my needful care.
When
you softly whisper to my soul
I
know the Saviour will rescue me
When
I am tempest tossed onto a troubled sea.
When
you softly whisper to my soul
I
know angels are waiting to lift my heart
In
the still of the darkest night.
When
you softly whisper to my soul
I
know You will bring me home
And
never abandon my care,
You
are the gift that will guide me there.
-
CATHRYNE
ALLEN
I hear Your voice in empty silence
When loneliness envelops me;
I hear Your voice in violent storms
That plague Me in mortality;
I hear Your voice in my struggles
That never let me be;
I hear Your voice when You pilot me
On dangerous journeys of earthly seas;
I hear Your voice beckoning me
To stay the course because
You will never abandon me.
I hear Your voice getting closer
And more distinct on the narrow path
That leads me home to Thee.
I see Your arms wide open
Waiting to welcome me.
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
(Art: Be Not Afraid by LDS Book Store)
Never before had a fisherman stepped
Onto the waves of the sea.
He knew how quickly they could
Take him into the depths of the deep.
But the Master had bid him come
And he ached to be with Him.
Like Peter of old, I fear to step
Out of the rocking boat,
I fear losing the ground beneath my feet.
I see Him in the distance,
His hand outstretched waiting for me,
I too long to be with Him
But the waves try so eagerly to swallow me.
The boat rocks and seeks to destroy me,
I cry my tears of daily pain
And I wonder if anything of me will remain.
I wait for Him to come to me to rescue me
And like Peter deliver me from the depths
Of the raging sea;
I hear Him say:
“To know yourself,
YOU have to come to ME.”
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
(Art: Step of Faith by Michael Malm)
Thou
art the source of all my blessings,
Thou
art the source of all my joys,
Thou
art the living water
I
drink with haste
And
savour each and every drop
So
careful of tragic waste.
Feed
me Saviour ever more
The
love that flows with every cup
Grant
me my fill each day
That keeps me living and bears me up.
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
(Art by AI)
She had heard of His wonderous works
As His fame spread throughout the land.
With fear and shame she approached,
Afraid to ask for a miracle at His hand.
If she could just touch, not having to beg,
His power would make her whole
And a clean woman she would again be.
He speaks: “Daughter, thy faith hath
Made thee whole, come, follow me.”
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
(Art: Divine Healing by Ron DiCianni)
I saw You
today in my heart
and I wept
knowing as more believe,
the tree that bore
Your weight keeps growing.
I saw the love
flow from
the deepest well
within Your soul –
Your salvation
for us all.
My heart was
rent knowing Your pain
And the tears
You spilt on that day remain.
They are the
gems I treasure in my heart…
I am one of Your
many children of light.
-
CATHRYNE ALLEN
I
stood at the veil
As
You were about to leave
Sorrowing
that not all would believe.
I
prayed for Father’s power
To
protect Your gentle heart
From
the blow that might tear You apart.
I
knew my soul You would save
And
all Your promises You would fulfil.
I
stood at the veil, unable to leave,
Holding
Your crown for You to receive.
I
stood and waited that fateful day
In
awe of what You did to pave the way.
I
could scarcely comprehend
Your
godly enduring might
I
stood at the veil and gave You my heart.
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
(Artist Unknown)
Among
valiant sons of God
Who
were chosen rulers to be
Stood
the daughters so fair
They
echoed through eternity.
- CATHRYNE ALLEN
(Art: Devotion of Heart by Greg Collins)
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)