God's Poems

[sherlyk]

He makes the blind to see
And the deaf to hear,
In His name; demons do flee,
And in mercy; draws sinners near.
He makes the lame to walk
And the dumb to speak,
To heal; He won’t balk,
And to deliver; He’s never weak.

He takes away insanity
And heals paralysis,
From sin; He frees humanity,
And from death; He immortalizes.

He heals issue of blood
And even raise the dead,
The lost plunge in the flood
And in hope raise his head.

He’s a father and savior to all of us
And can heal all manner of diseases,
His name is JESUS,
And He’s ‘healer of a thousand diseases’.




Keywords: God's poems, devotional poems, christian poems,jesus poems

[sherlyk]

Lord help me today, to give a cheery sile ;
Lord help me today, To go the second smile;
Lord help me today, Not to seek worldly fame,
Lord help me today, To Praise Thy Holy name;
Lord help me today, To be a shining light;
Lord help me today, To know the wrong from right;
Lord help me today, In each and every way;
Lord help me today, To seek you when I pray.






Keywords: God's poems, devotional poems, christian poems,jesus poems

[sherlyk]

Dear Mr Jesus I had to come to you
To ask you a simple question
Cause my heart is feeling blue
Will anyone ever love me
The way that seems only you do
True and unconditional
Sometimes I feel like a fool
For believing he could love me
The way that you always do
Even when I'm sick... Even when I'm blue
I know its not that easy
To live life like we have to do
But Please Mr Jesus
Show him what to do
Give him what it is he needs
To deal with the "day to day"
The life that you have delt me
More gentle things to say
Please Dear Mr Jesus
Let him love me true
Show him with your love of loves
Unconditional and true

[sherlyk]

Thou who hast made thy dwelling fair
With flowers beneath, above with starry lights,
And set thine altars everywhere,--
On mountain heights,
In woodlands dim with many a dream,
In valleys bright with springs,
And on the curving capes of every stream:
Thou who hast taken to thyself the wings
Of morning, to abide
Upon the secret places of the sea,
And on far islands, where the tide
Visits the beauty of untrodden shores,
Waiting for worshippers to come to thee
In thy great out-of-doors!
To thee I turn, to thee I make my prayer,
God of the open air.