A Place Prepared

A Place Prepared for Heaven's Great King:

No palace, no castle, no songs to sing;

Just a stable and a manger bare

A lowly place, to lie Him there.

A Place Prepared for Heaven's High Priest:

No house, no bed, no sumptuous feast;

Just a cross on a lonely hill!

Saviour Divine - men did kill.

A Place Prepared for Heaven's slain Lamb,

No pomp, no honour, for the Great I Am;

Just an empty tomb sealed with a stone!

Our Lord eternal, lay there alone.

A Place Prepared for Heaven's belovèd Son:

No sin, no iniquity, no unrighteous one!

A golden throne, a diadem:

Blessèd Mediator for chosen men.

A Place Prepared for all who see!

No condemnation - only purity.

Each chosen child; no war, no strife,

Only peace and love. Eternal life.

So come, prepare your heart today,

Jesu's death cast your sins away.

The gift is FREE: no cost nor loss,

The price was paid at Calvary's cross.

Turn to Jesus, forsake your sin,

The gate is there: come, enter in

The Prince of Peace, has made a way

Come to Him! Do not delay!

© Carolyn Davison 27th November 2015

The Prince of Peace

The Prince of Peace from glory came,

To a world full of strife.

He came to save and justify, 

So that sinners may have life.

The Prince of Peace to a stable came,

A manger for His bed.

A jealous king and religious men

Wanted Jesus dead

The Prince of Peace to a region came,

Where soldiers marched the streets.

Oppressed by sin and iniquity?

Jesus touches all He meets.

The Prince of Peace, to a hill He came

With a cross of shame and grief,

To take our sins upon Himself

And destroy our unbelief.

The Prince of Peace, in a tomb was laid:

The crushed dragon thought he'd won.

But only Jesus' heel was bruised - 

He rose the Glorious Son!

The Prince of Peace, in Heaven He sits;

The Lamb for sinners slain.

Eternal Son, Judah's Lion

Forever He will reign.

© Carolyn Davison 23rd November 2015 (Christmas Poem 2015)

Jesus, Rock of our Salvation

Jesus, Rock of our salvation,

Let us, on you, stand.

Jesus, cleft for our redemption,

Guide us with Your hand. 

Jesus, Shepherd of Your people,

Help us hear Your voice. 

Jesus, Bridegroom of the Church,

We praise You for Your choice.

Jesus, Bridge to our Heavenly Father, 

Let us daily, come.

Jesus builder of our mansion;

Our eternal, heavenly home.

© Carolyn Davison 24th October 2015

We are the Welsh

We are not Irish, we are not Scots,

We are not English, definitely not!

We are the Welsh, an ancient race.

With songs and poetry, our land is graced.

Mines and steel, mountains and streams, 

Eisteddfods, Welsh Cakes, Rugby teams,

Male voice choirs, hills and vales!

We are the Cymry - those from Wales!

Long place names, Llanfair PG

Lots of L's for you to see. 

Abers, Llans are very nice,

Only there to confuse the Saes

Proud and red, our dragon stands

The most unique of all the lands.

Mae hen wlad fy nhadau, an anthem tells. 

Dwynwen, Maelon and mystic wells.

Twm Sion Cati, Llewelyn's hound,

The Afanc - creature never found. 

Myths and tales, from time long past, 

The wizard Merlin, a spell to cast.

We are the Welsh, from the Land of Song,

Tom Jones, Bonnie Tyler, their voices, strong.

Charlotte Church, Shirley Bassey too

Shakin' Stephens - "Because I love you!" 

© Carolyn Davison 14th October 2015

Make me...

Make my life one of beauty, Lord;

Glorifying You!

Help me not to quench your work,

In everything I do.

Make me more like Jesus, Lord;

Full of love and grace!

Help me to be holy, and see

My Saviour face to face.

Make me want to serve You, Lord;

Every single day!

Make me a useful servant

In all I do and say.

Make me want to sing your praise;

In good times, or in woe!

And if You call me to a task,

Help me to keenly go.

Make me an instrument of peace,

Please set my life apart -

To live one that is holy,

With a broken, contrite heart.

© Carolyn Davison 22nd October 2015

Based on Psalm 23

 I am a sheep and the Lord's my Shepherd,

Nothing shall I need.

To lush green pastures and cool streams

My belovèd Shepherd leads!

In paths of righteousness I take,

My soul He doth restore.

For His name's sake He does these things,

I cannot ask for more.

E'en though death may haunt my steps,

And the valley may be dark,

No evil shall I fear at all;

I'm in my Saviour's heart.

The Lord is with me all the days,

His promises are sure,

His rod and staff, they comfort me.

As long as life endures.

Enemies are all around,

But food You will provide.

Precious oil to anoint the head

Of Your chosen, perfect Bride!

How can I doubt Your promises?

In Your heart I am secure.

Goodness and mercy follow me,

And Your love always endures!

© Carolyn Davison 22nd October 2015

The Saviour - My Hope

When darkness seems as black as night,

And worries pierce my soul

The Saviour prays and intercedes,

He comes to make me whole.

When trials abound in every sphere,

And burdens weigh me down,

The Saviour takes me in His hand,

His glory is my crown.

When worldly things pull and press,

And Satan steals my joy.

The Saviour holds me in His arms,

His strength is my alloy.

When sin abounds and fear endures,

Temptations lay me low,

The Saviour comes with gentle words.

"Don't fret, I love you so!"

© Carolyn Davison 4th October 2015