HEAVEN'S HEARTH

Angered lash of winters gale

Cutting deep with biting hale

Turning now to drifting snow

Blinding sight to where I’d go

To far of windows fading light

To escape this world turning white

To hide from cold that bites the nose

And freezes now complaining toes

Weary steps draw me closer still

Where heat is had to counter chill

Snow now drifts like billowing foam

As through its softness; I struggle home

A soul redeemed is lashed by gales

Exertions breath quick exhales

Eyes still fixed to faded light

That guides it through winter’s night

My heart is lifted as I near

The opening door to fires cheer

Escaping the bite of chilling blast

To rest beside home hearth at last

A gladdened soul enters Heavens door

Where chilling winds can bite no more

Trials of life that plagued on earth

Are now forgotten besides Heavens hearth

Colin Moffett

HEAVEN

Heaven’s gates are opening

Slowly swinging wide

A gentle voice is calling

It’s time to come inside

The journey home is ended

Weary was your way

I guided your every footstep

And give you strength each day

Chorus:

Heaven now your home

Come in come in well done

Your earthly journey is over

And your race now is run

I counted your every breath

Each beating of your heart

When you simply trusted me

And for Home you made a start

The angels now are welcoming

The streets of gold in view

And in my Father’s house

A mansion waits for you

Chorus:

Heaven now your home

Come in come in well done

Your earthly journey is over

And your race now is run

No more the heartaches

The doubts and the fears

I will gently reach my hand

And brush away your tears

There is no more darkness

Neither day or night

Death will never touch you

And your attire a robe of white

Chorus:

Heaven now your home

Come in come in well done

Your earthly journey is over

And your race now is run

Hear how I eagerly greet you

Welcome home my child

The lost lamb I searched for

Gathered from the mountain wild

I died for you in agony

On cross I took your place

I rose for you in triumph

And saved you by my grace

Chorus:

Heaven now your home

Come in come in well done

Your earthly journey is over

And your race now is run

Gaze upon my princely head

Once crowned with thorn for you

See my nail scarred hands

As I reach to you my two

For I am welcoming you to Heaven

This place of perfect peace

Where joy and happiness is yours

In an eternity that will never cease

Chorus:

Heaven now your home

Come in come in well done

Your earthly journey is over

And your race now is run

Colin Moffett

HE KNOWS

It is the arms of God that hold you

When deep is your despair

When dark is your valley

His presence is always there

When He sees you are hurting

He sends you His sweet love

Caring and tender is the Father

Watching from above

He knows all your heartaches

Your hopes and your fears

He hears all your prayers

And sees the river of your tears

When the storms of trouble blow

Wicked, untamed and wild

He draws you to His breast

And says, lean on me my child

Just trust in Him completely

Let Him carry out His will

Rest on His promises

Humbled quiet and still

His ways you may know not

Some are hard to understand

But walk where He may take you

As He leads you by His hand

Colin Moffett

HE IS RISEN

Where is He who was brought in?

Carried dead from Calvary Hill

His body wrapped in death shroud

And in this tomb lay stiff and still

Three days ago His blood was spilled

Death’s dark hand came to close His eyes

And in triumphant call, it is finished

A suffering Saviour bows His head and dies

Dark the tomb where He was laid

Its coldness wrapped Him there alone

And to its doorway to seal forever

They closed Him in with mighty stone

And now the question, who will answer

Where is He who quietly lay?

An angel spoke, He is risen

To let you see God rolled the stone away

For it could never seal Him in

Death could not keep Him in its hold

Why seek the living among the dead

See His death shroud lying in empty fold

Then rejoice, for He is living

Lift your hearts from deep despair

Soon the clouds of sky will welcome up

The Son of God ascending in the air

Tell to now a world of sinners

There is release from sins dark prison

Hope and life in Him simply because

Jesus Christ the Lord is risen!

Colin Moffett

HE IS ALWAYS THERE

He walks with me the valley wide

He climbs with me the mountainside

In darkest night my Light to guide

He will never leave my side

When I sink in waters deep

And over me the waves do sweep

He my soul does always keep

He watches me; He does not sleep

He’s with me in the storm and rain

He holds my hand when I’m in pain

He helps me take the stress and strain

And makes the sun to shine again

He stands with me in flames of fire

He rescues me from troubles dire

My sinking soul pulls from the mire

My Lord is there when I require

To my prayers He does give ear

He knows the dangers that I fear

He wipes away the falling tear

Child; He says; I’m always near

He turns aside the fiery dart

He knows the pain that breaks my heart

From me He does not stand apart

To me He does His strength impart

He comforts me when I am sad

He closely holds when things are bad

He knows the sorrow that I’ve had

His Spirit again will make me glad

He says; my child for you I care

All your burdens I will bear

Though you are down; do not despair

By your side I’m always there

Colin Moffett

FORGIVEN

Father I have sinned against Heaven and you

The cry of the prodigal; homeward bound

And the forgiving father stretched forth his hand

"My son that was lost now is found"

Once I strayed far; lost in my sin

Then in repentance I bowed on my knee

I called on my Saviour in my sorrow and shame

And in His great mercy He forgave me

Redeemed and forgiven; in salvation I rejoice

Nothing in my heart now causes me grief

I came to the One who hung on a cross

Who promised Paradise to a repentant thief

God heaped our punishment on His darling Son

The pain and agony that Jesus went through

And for the mocking crowd He called aloud

Forgive them Father for they know not what they do

I must forgive as He has forgiven

Jesus has taught me this in His prayer

I must forgive and be forgiven of my brother

Before I meet God at His altar there

Victim of the hurts many people have inflicted

I must turn my cheek once again yet

And for all the wrongs; to truly forgive them

Then I know I must also forget

Even as my Father in Heaven above

Cast in the sea of His forgetfulness

All of my sins; then who offends me

To forgive and forget how can I do less?

Nothing that God cannot pardon

All the sins and evil you have done

But one thing He will never forgive

And that is when you reject His dear Son

Colin Moffett

FOLLOW ME

As Jesus walked beside the sea

He called to fishermen of Galilee

Immediately they obeyed His call

Turned from the fishing and left it all

Not learned men of many books

Knowing more of nets and hooks

They did not wait to understand

Enough to know who made the command

Enough to trust His holy name

With faith in Him they willingly came

Just to take Him at His word

They did not reason but obeyed the Lord

They did not doubt who made the earth

Give sun and moon and stars their birth

Who formed the clouds; caused wind to blow

And sent the rain to water ground below

A hundred questions they did not ask

To quiz the Lord and take Him to task

They did not say; we must know it all

Before we will follow and obey your call

They did not stop to converse

Debate the mysteries of the universe

They left the fishing and the sea

When the Master called; come follow me

They did not take ages to decide

Quickly they came to the Saviour's side

Left it not to understanding of their own

But they came to Jesus in faith alone

When He calls come; do not hesitate

Do not question; wonder and debate

Some day much clearer we all will see

But just for now obey His; follow me

Colin Moffett

Faith Can Move The Mountain

Faith can move the mountain

That shadows the burdened heart

The high cliffs of despair

Will collapse and depart

Faith will lower the top

Of the mountain peak

Though faith’s strength be faltering

Feeble, trembling, weak

Chorus

Faith can move the mountain

Lower it to the ground

When you look again

That mountain cannot be found

Eat of the Bread of Life

Drink from the living fountain

Put your faith in God

And it will move the mountain

You cannot see the way ahead

The mountain blocks the view

But a faith that’s exercised

Will make it flee from you

It’s the mountain of your burdens

Growing higher every day

Call in faith to God

And it will move away

Chorus

Faith can move the mountain

Lower it to the ground

When you look again

That mountain cannot be found

Eat of the Bread of Life

Drink from the living fountain

Put your faith in God

And it will move the mountain

Why try to climb its side

For you have not the might

In your strength alone

To scale its lofty height

Just put your faith in God

Call on Him and see

The mountain in your path

Arise away and flee

Chorus

Faith can move the mountain

Lower it to the ground

When you look again

That mountain cannot be found

Eat of the Bread of Life

Drink from the living fountain

Put your faith in God

And it will move the mountain

Colin Moffett

 

EMPTY WORDS

So many times they are spoken

Honeyed words to the ear

We’ll be a friend we wont forsake

If others go we will be near

We are not like others

Who are not true

No matter what

We will stand by you

I look around when they are needed

Only to find no one will stand

Oh the empty words that I heeded

They are not here to hold my hand

Chorus

Empty words you cannot trust

They fly away like windswept dust

Jesus Saviour a friend indeed

His words are matched by His deed

He shows by action that they are true

No empty words He speaks to you

Jesus promised His words would stand

 All else would pass away

These words of His I understand

Of love and grace still true today

A friend I’ll be to you

Here in your need

For I love you

My words you can heed

When all will leave you and go away

Their empty words lost in the air

I wont forsake and I will stay

I am the One who will really care

Chorus

Empty words you cannot trust

They fly away like windswept dust

Jesus Saviour a friend indeed

His words are matched by His deed

He shows by action that they are true

No empty words He speaks to you

Colin Moffett

Don't Make A Monkey Out Of Me

Evolutionists make a monkey out of me

My great ancestor swung from a tree

They say he was an ugly ape

That’s why people at me gape!

At monkey business I’m the best

I’m a cheekier chimp than the rest

The reason I’m like ‘orang-outang’

They say it started with a bang

It happened way up in space

When bits of rock flew all over the place

And one wee piece became the Earth

To primitive life it give birth

And how we became; the problems solved

Through millions of years we have evolved

The question of life I did debate

With joiner man; an old workmate

I argued creation; but not his solution

Says he; I believe in evolution

The reason you see I’ve a fish in a tank

Its growing four legs; what do you think

Says I to him; you’re a bit of a wag

I think you are pulling my leg

He cackled with mirth; snorted like hog

‘It’s only a tadpole growing into a frog!’

A beard to grow he did begin

Soon he had a hairy chin

It longer grew over the weeks

A longhaired rug hung from his cheeks

Evolution in reverse; I did berate

You’re turning into a monkey hairy mate

See you; I said; a little while after

You’ll being swinging from that rafter

I believe in God and His Book

As on creation I do look

It is very plain to me I can see

He didn’t make a monkey out of me!

Colin Moffett

Do My Prayers Mean Nothing To God

I sat by a bedside day after day

For a sick loved one there I did pray

Did God ever hear the words I did say

It broke my heart when He took my darling away

The pain of the loss was so hard to bear

I thought in my heart does God really care

Life to me did not seem so fair

I asked my God are you listening there

Chorus

Do my prayers mean nothing to God

When a loved one is carried to the sod

When all my hopes are down trod

Do my prayers mean nothing to God

Alone in life with a kitten for a pet

For me more heartbreak was to come yet

When it died on the way to the vet

My world fell apart as my life was upset

Here again flows the bitter tears

Like so many shed down through the years

The pain in my heart cruelly sears

I wonder if God my prayers really hears

Chorus

Do my prayers mean nothing to God

When a loved one is carried to the sod

When all my hopes are down trod

Do my prayers mean nothing to God

But I know in my heart He does care

The sorrow of my life He will share

On a cross He watched His Son dying there

So all of my burdens and heartbreak He could bare

He whispers to me you cant understand

But all of life I hold in my hand

It will stay or go when I command

Just trust I know best is all I demand

Chorus

Yes my prayers mean everything to God

For all life will be carried to the sod

This way He has already trod

Yes my prayers mean everything to God

Colin Moffett

DEWDROPS OF REFRESHMENT

I walked in glow of early dawn

Tread sparkling dewdrops on the lawn

Listened to the sweet blackbird song

As eager feet carried me along

Around the pleasant flowering bed

Where thoughts of wonder filled my head

When I saw such beauty in a flower

In the morning sun of soft hushed hour

Above the drone of industrious bee

A gentle voice seemed to speak to me

Consider that flower and be content

That my love for you is Heaven sent

The flower drinks of dewdrops in early light

I kiss its face with sunshine bright

The beauty of its petal garment that you see

Is woven by my hand and clothed by me

And for you my child much more I care

Than delicate flower that’s blooming there

For I watch and see and from far above

Clothe you in the garments of my pure love

My blessings sweet I bestow to you

And refresh you with them like the morning dew

Then the voice was silent in the early morn

As I stood in the wakening of new day born

And considered all the voice had said

Its planted thoughts grew in my head

Then knew in that moment of sun rising hour

God's dewdrops had kissed to help me flower

Colin Moffett

CRIMSON TIDE

Crimson tide; flowing wide

Plunging deep within

The rising flood of Jesus’ blood

It cleansed my soul from sin

At the cross; see the loss

Of that crimson flow

From Jesus’ side; gaping wide

From a swords’ cruel blow

Chorus

Blood of the Lamb; cleansed I am

It washed my sins away

Crimson tide; flowing wide

Sinners bathe in it today

His hands impaled and roughly nailed

To that centre tree

Thorn crowned head; dripping red

And there He died for me

He arose again; so that we then

May know the cleansing purge

Of blood drops red; that were shed

And from His side did surge

Chorus

Blood of the Lamb; cleansed I am

It washed my sins away

Crimson tide; flowing wide

Sinners bathe in it today

Colin Moffett

COUNTRYBOY WALK

The sun was rising on the breaking day

The mist of the morning drifting away

Gravel crunched beneath feet of the country boy

His mind full of wonder and his heart full of joy

At the bend of the road he climbed over the gate

In the grass of the meadow cattle lying in wait

Surrounded by hedges and tall majestic trees

The music in the air of bird song and bees

Green valley spread out, hills all around

His heart was set to climb every mound

To walk by the side of the babbling stream

See its waters sparkle in a golden sunbeam

He was mindful of many things as onward he walked

For His Lord was with Him and with Him He talked

My eyes see Lord so many wondrous things

The yellow of the buttercup and the butterfly wings

Teach me Lord of the things that I see

Tell of your wonder in nature to me

Country boy you have such an open mind

For you know in the country my glory you can find

The lessons for your heart are seen everywhere

From the beasts in the fields to the birds in the air

For I own all the cattle on a thousand hills

The sheep of the valley go after their own wills

But I am the good Shepherd and I call my own

Not one of them will be left all alone

I was the lamb slain for your sake

Though you strayed from my fold I carried you back

You know the trees one lifted me high

Thorns crowned my brow as I hung there to die

A hill it was placed on is something you know

Like the hills in the distance this way that you go

I am mindful of the sparrows if any should fall

My wings will cover you any time that you call

See the stones that lie scattered on the ground

How I forgive a woman when sin in others were found

For they dropped theirs when asked if they had no sin

No better than the accused for they were rotten within

A stone could not keep me sealed in the grave

I am risen glorified and able to save

I clothe the fields with grass and provide for your need

Fallow ground brings forth harvest from the good seed

Yes country boy you are easy to teach

For the joy of my salvation your heart it did reach

The many times on this way you have trod

In the wonder of nature you have seen your living God

So the country boy walked on in his way

Knowing in his travel he would be blessed that day

For of the country or sea rolling wave

All spoke of Him who eternally saves

With this all in his heart of joy

Walled in peace the country boy

Colin Moffett

COME AND SEE

Come and see what I can see

Look at three crosses if you will

Someone is dying for you and me

Between two thieves on Calvary hill

Come and see His lovely head

Crowned there with piercing thorn

Look at His blood running red

Who is He the people scorn?

Hands with nails pierced through

Fixes Him to rugged tree

And His feet nailed there too

What sight is this to come and see?

Come and hear what He cries

The words He utters with dying breath

It is finished; then closes eyes

And bows His blessed head in death

Come and see now rolled away

From empty grave the mighty stone

And in its darkness where He lay

His death shroud lying all alone

Come and see as the disciples stare

At this sight so amazing

This Man ascending in the air

Leaving us behind here gazing

Call out now His blessed name

Jesus Christ the crucified

The Son of God put to shame

It was for us He bled and died

There is life in Him; He will save

Claim Him Lord on bended knee

No hope for you beyond the grave

If this Man you will not come and see

Colin Moffett

CLOSER TO MY HOME

I am closer to my home

Every day I know

Travelling on this highway

As onwards I go

There’s joy in my heart

Lightness to my feet

For at the journey’s end

My Saviour I shall meet

Chorus

Closer to my home

In Heaven above

Closer to my Saviour

The one that I love

The road is weary here this way that I roam

But every step I take brings me closer home

There’s burdens that I carried

Those I gave  away

To my loving Saviour

Who walks with me today

He takes me by the hand

Gives guidance to my feet

Soon home doors will open

And face to face we’ll meet

Chorus

Closer to my home

In Heaven above

Closer to my Saviour

The one that I love

The road is weary here this way that I roam

But every step I take brings me closer home

A distance I have travelled 

Never looking behind

For further up the road

New joys there I find

Won’t you journey with me

Why in sin do you roam?

Trust the gentle Saviour

And He will bring you home

Chorus

Closer to my home

In Heaven above

Closer to my Saviour

The one that I love

The road is weary here this way that I roam

But every step I take brings me closer home

Colin Moffett

 

CLEANING

I am sitting watching television
The wife pulls out the plug
She says; I'm going to vacuum
Look at the mess of that rug

Pull yourself together
And lift those stinking feet
If anybody drops in
I want the place looking neat

Better still; rise yourself
And get out of that chair
Go and do something useful
You are always sitting there

Away into the garden
You are only in the way
I have to get this started
I want it done today

Boy she can motor on
As she ‘hoovers' around the floor
I cannot stick the noise
So I dash out through the door

I look in through the window
The wife is going well
She's dusting; polishing; spraying cans
To give the house a smell

She looks so hot and sweaty
Her beaming face is flush
She knows how to handle
A shovel and a brush

I never knew a woman
Could get in such a fluster
Running like a spring chicken
Flapping with a duster

I think then of my Saviour
How He cleansed from sin
My dirty filthy heart
When I let Him in

I wash and shave and comb my hair
Sometimes I'm looking well
But I'd rather have my heart cleaned up
Than my soul ending up in Hell

Colin Moffett

Christ Has Claimed His Bride

I hear the wings of angels

Stirring to unfold

See trumpet pressed to lips

Ringing blast on hold

I see the great white throne

Angels gathered round

Awaiting the King to rise

The trumpet blast to sound

The Father’s voice is heard

Son; arise and go

Claim the ones you washed

Whiter than the snow

Heaven’s gates are opening

Slowly swinging wide

Jesus astride the clouds

Coming for His bride

Wings of angels catch the air

Unfolded now at last

The sound of Jesus coming

In the trumpet blast

Saints of every age are there

Meeting in the sky

Changed now and glorified

In twinkle of the eye

Heavens gates are closing

Banquet table inside

A wedding party in Glory

Christ has claimed His bride

Colin Moffett

IN THE CENTRE OF MY HEART

In the centre of my heart

Is my truest friend

Once it was in pieces

I thought would never mend

Then Jesus came to call

Stepped through the door right in

He put the pieces together

And cleansed me from all sin

Chorus

In the centre of my heart

Not a corner very small

Dwells my lovely Saviour

He fills it wall to wall

He has the deeds to own it

Not just a little part

I am so happy to have Him

In the centre of my heat

He’s the centre of my world

My reason to live

Since He lifted me up

And my sins He did forgive

Now my heart is singing

He never shall depart

Since I made my Saviour and Lord

 The centre of my heart

Colin Moffett

 

BLOOD IS FLOWING

Blood is flowing

Deep crimson red

Precious blood that Jesus shed

Nailed to a cross

The Lamb has died

Blood has flowed from the crucified

Chorus

Blood that covers over sin

Blood that washes the heart within

Blood that sets the sinner free

Blood that flows for you and me

Blood is flowing

Christ lives today

Cleansing blood takes sins away

Why die in sin

When it has streamed

Daily for you to be redeemed

Blood is flowing

Oh yes that flow

Washes whiter than the snow

In its droplets

Sin cleansing power

Now wash in it this very hour

Colin Moffett

BIRDS OF THE BIBLE

I would gather you to me as a mother HEN

I have lifted my wings to you again and again

When I would have brought you close to my breast

You would not come as chickens home to the nest

For like the OSTRICH who buries its head in the sand

You are not wise unto salvation and do not understand

No flight, like the SWIFT, can bear you away

When the devil comes as a FALCON to take you as his prey

I come to you meek; gentle as a DOVE

I offer you salvation, grace and my love

But you puff yourself up like the proud PEACOCK

With your head in the air and your haughty walk

You strut about; your plumage to be seen

Dressed in self righteous rags with pride that you preen

They; like the feathers; will moult and fly away

When the VULTURE of death comes and carries you in decay

But I will bear on EAGLE wings widespread and strong

All my redeemed; I will carry them along

For they are worth more than the SPARROWS of the air

And they will feed of me more than the RAVENS in my care

I give them a new song sweeter than the THRUSH or the LARK

No more like OWLS; NIGHTHAWKS; and lovers of the dark

For they have come into my glorious light

And their song of praise rises higher than the KITE

They will wade the crystal sea like the PELICAN or CRANE

Their cries like the SEAGULLS came not in vain

The wild PIGEON of the desert became my TURTLE DOVE

As a poor needy sinner accepted my love

In the wilderness my people fed on the manna and QUAI

The living bread I give it will never fail

And my redeemed will have eternal rest

When like birds to the tree of life they come home and rest

Colin Moffett

BEAUTY IN YHE CLAY

No beauty in the clay

As far as we can see

It looks dull and lifeless

No interest to you and me

But a gardener plants his bulbs

Hides them all away

In his heart he knows

He has planted beauty in the clay

Chorus

Beauty in the clay though we cannot see

The bulbs that lie beneath hid from you and me

But they will blossom some bright glorious day

Then we will look in wonder at the beauty in the clay

No beauty in the clay

That is our mortal frame

No beauty of our own

Or of loveliness can we claim

But the Potter works with His hands

Fashions as He may

Shapes until He has

Vessels with such beauty in the clay

Chorus

No beauty in the clay

Of those that we can see

We look on the outside

That is shown to you and me

But the Lord looks deep in the heart

Shines a golden ray

Sees all that the Son

Has wrought to bring beauty in the clay

Chorus

Colin Moffett

Dont Pass On Jesus

Pass me not o gentle Saviour

For other things they pass

Life itself comes to an end

Burned up like withered grass

Dawning morn the sun will rise

Then cruises through the day

Clouds they pass her smiling face

Until darkness steals her away

Chorus

Don’t pass on Jesus as He is passing by

Turn to Him right now and let Him hear you cry

I want you Lord in my heart evermore to stay

Pass me not o gentle Saviour, pass me not today

A baby born, life passes on

Fast flows the tide of years

Joy and sorrow swap around

To bring laughter and the tears

The hands of clock go around

Non can stop time passing by

A time to sow, a time to reap

Some time to laugh and to cry

Chorus

Don’t pass on Jesus as He is passing by

Turn to Him right now and let Him hear you cry

I want you Lord in my heart evermore to stay

Pass me not o gentle Saviour, pass me not today

Things will pass, it is the way

Our lives are meant to be

To work to play, to live to die

All laid out for you and me

Jesus is passing knocking doors

To darkened sinful hearts

Let Him in before too late

He turns around and departs

Chorus

Don’t pass on Jesus as He is passing by

Turn to Him right now and let Him hear you cry

I want you Lord in my heart evermore to stay

Pass me not o gentle Saviour, pass me not today

Pass from death unto life

Pass from guilt to pardon now

Pass from chains to free at last

If to Him your knee will bow

Pass me not o gentle Saviour

A sinner helpless o alas

Then redeemed, glory for me

Eternity with you shall never pass

Chorus

Don’t pass on Jesus as He is passing by

Turn to Him right now and let Him hear you cry

I want you Lord in my heart evermore to stay

Pass me not o gentle Saviour, pass me not today

Colin Moffett

A Little Bit Of Everything

A little bit of everything

Makes up you and me

God put us all together

As individual as can be

A different nose, different eyes

But all in the image of Him

Tall or short He loves us all

Whether fat or slim

Chorus

A little bit of everything

Adds up to a lot

Just count everything

And see what you have got

Then you can praise Him then you can sing

Thank you my Father for giving me

A little bit of everything

A little bit of everything

Of land sky or seas

Makes up this whole world of ours

With its rivers and its trees

A sun to shine, winds to blow

Or rain that refreshes the ground

In little bits of everything

God in them is found

Chorus

A little bit of everything

Adds up to a lot

Just count everything

And see what you have got

Then you can praise Him then you can sing

Thank you my Father for giving me

A little bit of everything

A little bit of everything

Might be good or bad

In this life we have to share

Lots that make us happy or sad

But God is on the mountain high

And in that valley down below

For to God we are everything

He wont let us go

Chorus

A little bit of everything

Adds up to a lot

Just count everything

And see what you have got

Then you can praise Him then you can sing

Thank you my Father for giving me

A little bit of everything

Colin Moffett

 

A SCRIBBLED NOTE

One day in the sand

They came with stones in hand

The only reason why

A sinful woman should die

But He stooped His back to them

Those without sin could condemn

No one knows what he wrote

In His scribbled note

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Just a scribbled note

In the sand He wrote

As He bent His head

Where it could be seen and read

No one has told what were the words

This scribbled note of the Lords

But He did not condemn but forgive the woman instead

They took Him to the hill

More of His blood to spill

Nailed Him to the tree

Where all His pain could see

Then on a parchment note

Mocking words they wrote

Above His crown of thorn

They fixed it there to scorn

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Just a scribbled note

On a poster they wrote

Nailed above His head

Where it could be seen and read

He said He was the king of Jews

Tried to mock Him with this news

But He was the mighty King spilling His blood of red.

Oh this One of love

Reigning high above

Moved men to write His words

In the Bible, book of the Lords

On parchment paper wrote

And scribbled every note

For everyone to read

That Christ will meet their need

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More than a scribbled note

On parchment paper wrote

 For the ink of crimson red

Was the blood that Jesus shed

He is the sinners friend

His love it knows no end

When you read the Bible His note to you is read

 

Colin Moffett

 

 

A BRUISED REED

Bruised but not broken

Bent but not down

Abused with words spoken

In despair I could drown

In the torrent of the tide

Of the abuse that I get

But Jesus is by my side

And I am not finished yet

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The raging of the sea He calms it for me

The fury of the wind to Him it takes heed

They obey His command then He helps me to stand

Upright again His precious bruised reed

Bruised but not broken

Bent but in prayer

Infused with words spoken

By Jesus who is there

He enfolds me to His breast

Gives me strength that I need

While the foaming white crest

Sweeps over His bruised reed

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The raging of the sea He calms it for me

The fury of the wind to Him it takes heed

They obey His command then He helps me to stand

Upright again His precious bruised reed

Bruised but not broken

Bent but to adore

Enthused with the token

Of His love evermore

He will never leave my side

While waves on frenzy feed

His commanding voice will chide

Cease bending my bruised reed

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The raging of the sea He calms it for me

The fury of the wind to Him it takes heed

They obey His command then He helps me to stand

Upright again His precious bruised reed

Colin Moffett

THE SEASONS

After Winter drear; with joyous cheer

The snowdrops welcome Spring

And sun kissed earth gives new birth

A bounty it will bring

Of fresh green blade; on hill and glade

And leaves that will adorn

The lofty tree; and oh what glee

Of skipping lambs new born

Oh welcome spring the birds they sing

And daffodils nod their heads

From winter sleep, the hedgehogs peep

From hibernation beds

The blackbird song; all day long

The merry busy bee

The chorus dawn; the frog laid spawn

And the bloom decked cherry tree

Spring days please; but they will cease

Then into Summer days

And night time breeze; our bodies ease

The heat from sun scorched rays

Its picnic teas; beneath oak trees

And day trips to the coast

To bathe is grand; lie on the sand

And let our bodies roast

Spend happy hours viewing garden flowers

As we walk the lawn mowed grass

Happy days we spend; there seems no end

But summertime will pass

Into Autumn mist; it will persist

Along a riverside

Then lofty tree its leaves will free

And on the breezes ride

These coloured gems on loosened stems

Will carpet the woodland floor

When frost adorns the chilling morns

It opens Winters door

To deep piled snow and faces aglow

And frolics on the sleigh

Or by fireside we would abide

To keep chill blast at bay

I give reasons that four seasons

Are like our life stages

Spring of birth and Summer youth

And Autumn of later ages

And Winter clime is last of time

We are headed towards the grave

The setting sun; life’s race is run

Are all our souls then save?

The season of grace will run its race

So come while it is day

Young or old; you now are told

That eternity is a breath away

To be lost; please count the cost

Of rejecting Gods Son of grace

When seasons of four will be no more

And God in judgement you will face

Come now in season; there is no reason

In sin you still will roam

Get saved today while you may

And Heaven will be eternal home

Colin Moffett

The Tree.The Light,The Gift

Christmas tree in the corner

Branches green outspread

Dressed with beads and tinsel

And baubles gold and red

Bright lights dance around you

Head to toe you’re lit

A range of decorations

Cover you every bit

An angel set on high

Or crowned with golden star

At your feet the gifts

Arranged around you are

Eager hands will reach

To tear paper away

To see what has been given

On Merry Christmas Day

Did you ever consider?

When decorating your tree

Of one with Christ attired

Put there for you and me

Gold should’ve been His crown

But thorns were wore instead

From His wounded body

Flowed baubles of blood bright red

When you gaily arranged the lights

That shine so bright to eye

Did you think at all of Jesus?

Who came for you to die

The Light of the world

Shining brighter than golden star

That glows on tree above you

And lights the place you are

Gifts below the branches

Wrapped and tied with bow

But the greatest Gift of all

Was given years ago

How eagerly you received

The ones that you were given

But did you accept the One

That God sent down from Heaven

The tree; think of the cross

And of Jesus that it bore

The lights; think of Him

Who shines forever more

The gifts; think of the One

That was given at Bethlehem

The tree; the Light; the Gift

Let Christmas speak of them

Colin Moffett.