Inspirational Poems Page 3Followers Of The Way Poet: Joshua David, © 2018 Followers in fleeting autumn days, and whisperers in the night; We are but few who pass this time, in keeping with the Light. The upright walk and courted heart, which keeps the dark at bay; Steel your soul, hold fast my friend, Ye follower of The Way. Blessed is the mind which quanders, all His splendid gifts; It causes not the heart to wander, upon the sands that shift. On solid ground is he who stands, within the belted gap; So fervent, broad, bold and true, that not an ail will sap. Carry forth the good news, the message of our Lord, that has been written on your heart, today and forevermore. Keep still and listen, His voice is wise and true, He whispers not to fear the end, by then what's due is due. Ghost of one who has come to pass, and is forever here, Host of Spirit who's been sent down; His word our mouths declare. You know truth, you know reason, Don't let the evil of this world shake you; You know mercy, you know love, never-the-more this world can break you. Give great to others, and keep little for yourself; Your treasures are in heaven, where every ounce is double-delt. Treat others quite the same, as want would be your soul, remember brother, sister, this is the golden rule. Our Lord is coming! Tis sooner the day now, as it ever was! When every heart will joint proclaim, blessed is the Lord, our heavenly host! That day when every knee shall bow, and His mighty voice will say, "Your hearts are well with Me, oh Followers of The Way!"  Poems about God A Special Loan Poet: Greta Zwaan, © 2010 When God created children, He made a special loan, He gave us a little girl and said, "Treat her as your own." Remember she belongs to Me, I want her back some day, So follow My instructions; teach this child to pray. Let her know My presence is always by her side, If she seeks, she'll find me, I'm here to be her guide. It's up to you to teach her, the way she ought to go, Give her the light from Scripture, such things as she should know. Do not fear correction, it helps her faith grow strong, Prepare her for the future, where oft times things go wrong. Her world will not be perfect; the thorns surround the rose, But I'll be there to help her, whichever way she goes. You as her parents, teach her, The wholesome, Christian way, That God is her Redeemer, Her hope, her help, her stay.  "Children are gifts from God." Quotes about Children There's a River Running By Poet: John McLeod, © 1988 There's a river running bye that wends upon its endless way, There's the gentle rush of water And the rustling trees quiet sway, There are birds that sing so sweetly And a peace that's something more, We are truly happy travellers in God's Country! There's a river running bye down through Glen Orchy's lovely vale, Swirl and eddy reading every stone As if some mystic braille, Such a splendour that is timeless As an ocean's restless shore, We are truly happy travellers in God's Country! There's a river running bye and in the wonder of it all, To my inner heart that answered Some unheard persistent call Comes the knowledge that here lies the key To open wide the door, That brings peace to happy travelers in God's Country! Frame for a November Friday Poet: John McLeod, © 1988 When you linger in the shadows of despair and deep unrest When you're torn betwixt so many paths And know not which is best, When you think you're all alone And in your sadness you would cry . . . Remember friend, God wipes away the tears from every eye! When your burden seems too heavy And an aching fills your heart When you find that there's so much to do And know not where to start, When your troubles and your sorrows Cause that helpless weary sigh . . . Remember friend, God wipes away the tears from every eye! When you've won through in your battle And the race of Life is run, When the hurdles have been crossed And painful tasks and hardships done, When one day you look back smiling And the time for rest draws nigh, You will truly know God wipes away the tears from every eye! 
God wipes away the tears from every eye! Quotes about God I Believe In Miracles Poet: John McLeod, © 1988 I believe in miracles . . . Gulls eating crickets At Salt Lake City Burning thickets Compassion, pity, Evil halted And its intention Thwarted By God's intervention. I believe in miracles . . . Prayers that are answered And healing hands The caring heart That understands Each day's a gift Of Life divine A precious jewel That's yours and mine! Oh, yes, I believe in miracles!  "Jesus said unto him, If thou canst believe, all things are possible to him that believeth" Mark 9:23 Believe Cares Are Poet: John McLeod, , © 1989 Cares are the cross that each of us must carry, Darkness must always contrast with the light, And having known despair's harsh ministrations Wisdom will bring its own unequalled sight. The Lord makes sure the back will fit the burden, How harsh it seems, yet when the pain has gone, The eyes unto the hills of hope in turning Will glimpse the splendid wonder of His dawn! I Believe . . . Poet: John McLeod, © 1989 I believe that nothing in life is unimportant Every moment can be a beginning And a time for decision, Taken against the constant background of one's faith Each word and gesture - whether it comes from our Strength or our weakness May change the subsequent course of our life And the lives of those around us.  Quotes about Life Starlight Poet: John McLeod, © 1989 Starlight is a quality we all have known Akin to joy discovering a rose new grown That holds its promise, for a time, As budding forth It blooms to show the world the measure Of its worth. Some roses bring a blaze of beauty Yet no scent, While others look as nothing Yet their fragrance meant To soft bestow a gift from God, Exquisite, fine, Renews, like starlight's majesty, A Faith Divine! Dear Father . . . Poet: John McLeod, © 1982 Dear Father thank you for this day The wonder I can't hide The glow of true belonging That I feel so warm inside, For patience when I stray From pathway true, and then somehow The gift of sight to see beyond The darker clouds of now. Dear Father, thank you for this day Your presence ever near The colours and the splendour Of all living things that cheer, The joy of safe arrival In completing Living's vow, the gift of sight to see beyond The darker clouds of now. Dear Father, thank you for this day And all that I have earned From travelling's rich experience wise lessons slowly learned, To rest at evensong And know your blessings still endow The gift of sight to see beyond The darker clouds of now! Benevolence Poet: Daniel Clement Colesworthy Give, although your heart may never To a grateful tear respond; Deed of kindness bless forever, Reaching to the world beyond. Do you see the air that closes When the arrow speedeth by? Or the scents that rise from roses? Or the spirit's glancing eye? So you never may discover Where a kindly act shall fall, -- Nor the angel host that hover, Watching and directing all. Give not grudgingly but freely With a heart allied to God, And your alms will prove to be the Winglets scattering love abroad.  Giving Gentle The Love Poet: John McLeod, © 1982 Gentle the love that flows from caring hands, Friendship is a flower that grows and understands That gentle love will ever light the way Towards enchantment's ever brightening day. for Love is a song that lights the darkest place And shines eternal, blessed with joy and grace! Chains That Can't Hold Poet: Greta Zwaan, © 2015 The force outnumbered Jesus, a legion fighting one; The tombs of death their dwelling of despair. Outcasts, unwanted, rejects, abandoned, feared and scorned, With chains of iron meant to hold them there. But Jesus, the Redeemer, acknowledging their plight Commanded that the spirits cease their hold. The man possessed by demons grew silent as He spoke, The demons uttered, "Send us from your sight!" And suddenly there's silence, the demons are dispersed, The miracle of healing sets him free! No longer chained and tortured, no longer mocked and feared, The spell is gone; he is no longer cursed. Jesus is the Healer, He gave a straight command; And instantly the man was sane and whole. Such wonderful compassion that sets the body free, And then continues on to free the soul. |
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