Biography of Royston Allen
- 01 Battle for the eternal destiny of Hum... -new-
- The last Journey has begun -new-
- When all prophesy becomes history -new-
- The touch of Jesus - Part 8 -new-
- He Chose To Climb The Hill And Not Turn ... -new-
- He Chose The Cross -new-
- She proved her love without saying a wor... -new-
- Schizophrenic Man -new-
- Sad Sadducees -new-
- God’s arithmetic -new-
- What I need is the Real Thing -new-
- Did Death really win the victory? -new-
- Lord Jesus, to me you are: -new-
- The Immortal dies -new-
Royston Allen Poems
Freedom to give Freedom to live Freedom to question why
I really miss you Mum
My dear Mum, I miss you so very much. Just hearing your voice and feeling your touch. But you will always be a part of me living on in every memory.
Jesus, You're the focus of my soul, of my love Jesus
It Is Finished
Resounding throughout the universe transcending time and space Is the greatest shout of victory heard by the human race From the lips of the Lord Jesus Christ came that tremendous cry 'It is finished' was His shout as He laid down His life to die.
If only I could touch the hem of His gar...
For many years I have sought to be healed. Paid doctors' fees and to the priests appealed But alas all my efforts were in vain And I don't think I will get well again
“Thank You Lord, ” I said
His body was broken And His blood was shed Words of love spoken When He bowed His head
Because of Jesus
Because of Jesus I go free Because He suffered there for me Because He stayed and did not run Because He said 'Your will be done'
A life of poetry
Behold I stand at the door and knock
The door was closed firm, and the way was blocked. It would not open, even though I'd knocked. So I stood outside, unnoticed by you. My arms opened wide. I love you, I do.
He’s alive! He’s alive!
He’s alive! He’s alive! He has risen from the dead. The Lord Jesus Christ has risen just like He said. He’s alive! He’s alive! He’s alive for evermore. He has won the victory, this Jesus whom I adore.
Walking the road to Emmaus
Their eyes were downcast and the pace was slow. Why these things had happened they did not know. On their shoulders they bore grief's heavy load as they walked that long Emmaus Road.
The candle of hope
Hope for the hopeless and hope for the lost. No matter the price, whatever the cost. Jesus had come and was willing to pay being born as a babe that first Christmas day.
I attended my funeral today.
I attended my funeral today. My soul left my body and soared away. because I had breathed out my final breath and walked with Jesus through the Vale of Death.
The four candles of Advent
1) The candle of HOPE Hope for the hopeless and hope for the lost. No matter the price, whatever the cost. Jesus had come and was willing to pay
At The Pool Of Bethesda
I've been lying here for another year
feeling left all alone in my great fear.
So perhaps this time? You can never tell
Maybe it is my turn to be made well.
What's all the commotion that I can hear?
and why is this man coming over here?
It looks like He's heading towards my way.
and what is this that I've just heard him say?