Christian Poems, Poetry
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As our thoughts are governed by that of the earth,
our spirit does nothing but suffer,
hearts hidden in death and deceit.
Our lips whispering that of his name,
Doing as of his desires.
We are held in his lies, calling him leader –
All our lives we listen to his sweet caressing words,
savoring each taste, longing for more.
We call upon him through lies hate lust and war.
Hardly, noticing the black within our chest,
Slowly eating;
Destroying.
He tempts us not more than our earthly bodies can bare,
promising us wealth glory and more.
So perfect these lies,
Our lives dissipated,
only our souls – aware
Hearts blinded, cheated, betrayed
Misled,
our souls yearning, screaming, beating
for that which is our rightful King,
The light bringer,
the savior – from our sin.
The Messiah.
Do not be disordered,
tis not Lucifer –
He is not that which his name calls,
But simply a man who rose from the dead.
He by 3 is the rightful answer.
Father,
Spirit
Son
Only he is the one.
This poem was written/submitted by Myrone Moyo.
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Gloryland you wait for me,
precious gift of eternity.
Silver and gold, I need none.
I am going to meet the Son.
I’m as ready as ready can be.
I’ve prayed without ceasing since I was thirteen.
I’ve stood on the Bible God’s Holy word.
It’s written in my heart.
God’s molded and purified it as pure gold.
The Lord is waiting no time to waste.
I’ll be leaving you all for this heavenly place.
Please don’t stand around and weep for me.
The Lord of Lords has set me free.
Gloryland you’re mine tonight.
I see you now and you are so bright.
A city meant as a gift from God.
Down it’s streets I finally trod,
to be with my faithful God.
This poem was written/submitted by Jason Kirk Bartley.
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I watch the days go by.
I watch the days turn into weeks.
I watch the weeks turn into months.
I watch the months turn into years.
Then i watch the years turn into decades.
All those days,weeks,months, and years
I’ve loved you for what you are.
I’ve loved you for what you do.
I’ve loved you for loving me all those years.
But now i must leave you forever.
It is my time to go fly with the angels.
It is my time to go dance with the angels.
It is my time to stand by God and His son Jesus.
and say…
You will soon be with me here in the heavens.
with the angels.
with Jesus.
and..
With God.
This poem was written/submitted by Ismael.
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My heart wrecked with sorrow
My pain ingrained deep
With my vision of tomorrow forgotten and asleep
A world of illusion
Where reality is so warped
A mirage of confusion
Where i chose not to walk
Instead i tread the path
Where others fear to go
Where GOD meets you there
Where I’d been once before
Where i strayed from my roots
And forgotten my dreams
Crossed over the river
And swam the lonely stream
I searched high and low
I walked through the valleys
I delved in the deep
And dismal dark alleys
Only to find loneliness
And empty sullen eyes
Living with pain
And so full of lies
Only to find hatred
Where only love should live
A world full of sin
Which only GOD could forgive
I saw through the shadows
I came through the rain
To merge with the darkness
The light once again
My hopes and my dreams
Subdued with remorse
My plans and my schemes
Brought me back to the source
From the torment of passion
To the Glory of Truth
I found GOD in the treasure
I found Loving proof
I played in the ocean
I glided through the sea
I crossed back over the river
Where I learned to be free
This poem was written/submitted by Tracey Duffy.
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My God is always there for me
Through the ruff and tough
He keeps you going
And will not take a bluff
Listen to him now
He loves you very much
He is always there.
This poem was written/submitted by Chris.
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Rain may fall,
And wind may blow.
But when we call,
God will show us where to go,
He said to me, “Let’s sail right now,”
I had no life-jacket, not even a coat.
I politely asked Him, “But how?”
He answered, “In this little sailboat.”
I got right in and took the oars,
We went in circles around the bay.
We’d stop at a dock and I’d open a door
But would shut it quickly for it wasn’t the way.
I finally gave up and God raised His sail.
I looked ahead and saw a storm in command.
We trudged and swayed through the vicious gail,
But when I cried, He held my hand.
A ship approached with cannons and guns,
And they tossed down a wretched note.
They said to give up, and that they had won.
For all we had was a little sailboat.
All of a sudden, thunder rolled,
And I heard the scream of death.
For God, Himself had paid the toll,
When He sent His Son to breathe the final breath.
So He had won, and the sun did rise.
This tragedy that I wrote
Was now rewritten before my eyes,
And all He needed was a sailboat.
This poem was written/submitted by Jennifer Rose.
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I choked and I wretched
On my vomit of hate
But i surrendered to You
And You opened the gate
You sent me an angel
To show me Your love
To comfort and feed me
When I was hungry enough
In my travels and wanderings
You brought me home
In the lightning and thundering
You found me alone
My arms reached out wide
In trembling and awe
My pain left outside
You watched my love grow
Oh lighthouse to my lost and lonely boat
Oh harbor to my ship
You reached out to my burning hope
And now it’s You who I worship
This poem was written/submitted by Tracey Duffy.
