Royston Allen Poems

Touching my hand as I lay on the bed
'She is not dead but asleep', Jesus said
They just laughed at Him but I did not care
For life returned to me as I lay there
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Have you ever really wondered,
stopped your busyness and pondered
and taken the time to work out
what Christmas is really all about?
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There's a beauty of character not born of flesh
a pure spirit of loveliness and righteousness.
It comes not from this world but descends from heaven
and can be seen in the lives of men and women.
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Swing Open Wide The Stable Door
Come with me now and look down in awe
as into the manger we gaze
lost in wonder, love and praise.
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The hand that created the universe
composed my life by each chapter and verse
weaving it in His Glorious tapestry
before beginning this earth’s history.
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From a distance Lord I followed You
as I wondered what the crowd would do.
There undetected I moved with stealth
Keeping silent walking by myself.
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The Infinite was contained
and in a body of flesh constrained.
There for over thirty years He remained
even though Herod was deranged,
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It was within a young virgins' womb
that the Son of God was given room.
Because Mary the angel believed
and through the Holy Spirit conceived.
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All my days had no colour and looked very grey
and I wished that my depression would go away.
Nothing excited me as I went through the motions.
No feeling of joy only such sad emotions.
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'Was that thunder we heard just then? ' They said,
looking at each other in fear and dread.
'Or God speaking in a thunderous tone
to His Belovèd Son from heavens' throne? '
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