Biography of Royston Allen
Royston Allen Poems
Freedom to give Freedom to live Freedom to question why
Jesus, You're the focus of my soul, of my love Jesus
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.
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'
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
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.
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.
A Life Of Poetry
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.
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.
He would not let Jesus pass him by. Called out to the Saviour with a loud cry. It was his last chance to be made whole. For blind from birth was this poor soul.
He's alive! He's back from the dead! He has risen just like He said. Rising with the power to save. and conquering death and the grave.
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.
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?