Poetry Corner
Faith
by
Tamsin Helen Whittaker-Axon
As the Sun goes down in a Painted Sky
& The Night Lights Up with the Stars that Fly.
At the Trumpet Call, the Victorious Sound,
The Heavens will Open & There the King is Crowned.
Praise the Lord, Praise the Lord, We will Sing; Praise the Lord.
What Will My Life Count for, When I am Before Thee,
What Will I have to Show for the Life You Gave Me.
Did I Live a Life of doing Deeds for Others,
Let’s do as Christ did and Love Our Brothers.
Serve The Lord, Serve The Lord,
In all we do Let’s Serve The Lord.
You Set Me Free from these Chains when Christ died on the Cross,
Death has been Defeated; Sin has no Hold Over Us.
Hear God’s Call Now, You will Not be Alone,
He Will Send the Holy Spirit, He’ll Run Through Your Bones.
Pray To The Lord, Pray To The Lord,
Nothing is Impossible When You Pray to the Lord.
Written 19/4/09 on a walk to Harlyn Bay, Near Padstow, Cornwall
’I'm a Saint
by
Tamsin Helen Whittaker-Axon
I'm a Saint, I’m not a Sinner Anymore!
When Christ died on the Cross,
It was my Sin He Bore.
So I’ll keep my eyes fixed on you dear Lord,
However the World and desires may Threaten the cord.
Keep me close, in the palm of your Hand,
Let Me not Fall Away,
Like a loose grain of Sand.
Written 6/5/09
Let Me Hold The Candle
By
Tamsin Helen Whittaker-Axon
Let Me Hold The Candle,
May It Shine Far and Wide,
To Reach Out to Your People
And Spark a Passion Deep Inside.
When Life Takes Over
And Threatens That Flame A Lit,
Let’s Rethink, Get Things In Order
And Set Our Hearts to Recommit.
Written 24/4/09
