Christian Poets

In Endless Praise

Mon, 20 Feb 2012 05:53:36 -0800

In endless praise the angels sing,

Around the glorious crystal throne;

To worlds away they take their wing,

No mortal saint will stand alone.

At God's right hand the Savior reigns,

Till comes the day to crown his plan;

The dragon rants below in chains,

As feet move fast to rescue man.

The Spirit dwells through faith for peace,

Possessing, his both heart and hands;

While mountains stand he'll never cease

To lead his church to farthest lands.

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What's The Difference? ((Christian living))

Fri, 17 Feb 2012 07:46:00 -0800

There is no difference at first glance,

Christian, infidel alike,

will suffer loss and time and chance,

and death upon the door will strike.

No earthly indicator here

of who's approved and who's denied,

no circumstance to mourn or cheer

for men accepted or decried.

Alas, no darling hope ahead

for men who live for vice and pride,

for misery's the road they tread,

eternal torment in their stride.

Debts will be settled Judgment Day,

all men do owe for sin - a price.

The sinner has a bill to pay;

Redeemed, the Christian has the Christ.

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With Fragile Soul

Tue, 14 Feb 2012 11:12:01 -0800

With fragile soul, let me not flee

To facile fixes, from troubles free,

To easy answers, in search of peace,

That frantic quest for quick release.

All pain and suffering may I feel,

At wrong and ruin, let me reel,

The weight of sin, the shame of strife,

The love of self, the lonely life.

Let Satan's fever wrack my soul,

The bald pretense my bitter bowl,

Man's vile abasement my sweat of blood,

My sorrowful cup, the abusing flood.

Compassion, Lord, from heaven to me,

In the midst of fullest agony,

The world's worst crimes are mine to bear,

I do not ask to save or spare.

Let love be strong, and truth be clear,

Transgressors tremble, the righteous fear,

Let the power of sin not be denied:

The Christ between two sinners died.

Shall we attribute this to UPLift or Cloudburst? You choose.

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To Speak of Love

Sat, 11 Feb 2012 09:29:31 -0800

To speak of love just seems to cheapen it,

Though nothing in this world could weaken it,

Because you want to hear, I'm speakin' it,

I love you, I love you, I love you.

For pleasure to your ears I'm admitting it,

Declaring it again, are you getting it?

So every day I'm recommitting it,

I love you, I love you, I love you.

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Untitled

Thu, 09 Feb 2012 05:55:00 -0800

I Need To Write A Poem

By Michael Carter

I need to write a poem but the feeling's just not there

I want to write a limerick but my heart just doesn't care

I'm trying to get excited about the work I have to do

But the trifles of life's humdrum have just left me feeling blue

Now humdrum is a good thing if the flipside is a war

And poems, prayers, and promises have filled my life with joy

It's time to file my taxes and my daughter's student loans

But I'm still alive an kickin' and no one wants to hear my groans!

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Thought, Deed, and Motive

Fri, 20 Jan 2012 05:16:00 -0800

Think James 2 and Matthew 6

Not just the thought, nor good intent,

And less the wish but vaguely formed,

None count for ought; how well we meant,

But little we did: "Be filled and warmed!"

For man and God, the pan is proof,

The bowl and spoon for a brother's need,

The covering shirt and sheltering roof,

Supplied and fitting, with prudent speed;

The time is past to stay aloof,

The hour demands the proper deed.

But even the deed alone falls short,

(The act can hide the simmering lie);

God cares to see, in sovereign court,

Within the heart, the reason why.

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The Prayer of Faith

Mon, 16 Jan 2012 03:46:47 -0800

by J. Randal Matheny

From reading Mark 11

Begone, O mountain, to the sea!

By faith the King has giv'n to me

His boundless power in ev'ry prayer

To whisk the boulders through the air.

Away with fear, and drown all doubt,

By high command, with prayers devout;

Go far from sight whatever bars

The soul from God above the stars.

The Sovereign rides upon a colt,

To sue for peace, divine revolt,

Who in the temple looks and leaves,

Who sweeps away the den of thieves.

Among the limbs he looks for fruit,

In woe, he withers leaf and root;

The Lord removes religion's theft,

Gives life to Jacob's remnant left.

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Happiness

Fri, 13 Jan 2012 16:23:35 -0800

by J. Randal Matheny

The will of God is man's delight,

The Spirit's fullness never less;

Man's joy to see the Kingdom's height,

The work of Christ his happiness.

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A poem by Martin Luther

Thu, 22 Dec 2011 01:56:59 -0800

Translated, of course. This was posted by Greg Tidwell on Facebook, so I imagine it's genuine. No title was given for it.

by Martin Luther

Feelings come and feelings go,

And feelings are deceiving;

My warrant is the Word of God—

Naught else is worth believing.

Though all my heart should feel condemned

For want of some sweet token,

There is One greater than my heart

Whose word cannot be broken.

I'll trust in God's unchanging word

Till soul and body sever,

For, though all things shall pass away,

His word shall stand forever!

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My Feet

Sun, 18 Dec 2011 03:11:00 -0800

A little prayer-Haiku:

May my feet always

leave a path to the Savior

that others may find.

Rick Kelley

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When Death Breathes Down Your Neck

Sat, 17 Dec 2011 04:39:00 -0800

by J. Randal Matheny

When death breathes down your neck, you suddenly feel

The meaning of life, the crushing burden of sin,

And then it passes on, and rather than kneel

For mercy, you, cheating the Grim Reaper, grin.

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Just When All Seemed Smooth

Thu, 15 Dec 2011 11:09:03 -0800

Just when all seemed smooth, appeared

The pebble in the road,

But when for our success we feared,

Came Christ to carry my load.

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Say "I will do!" And Not "I'll try!"

Wed, 14 Dec 2011 05:47:16 -0800

Say “I will do!” And Not “I’ll try!”

by Michael Carter

“I’ll try”, he said…… when he was asked if he could do it

He never achieved a finished product, never got around to do it

Had a chance to go but blew it

Tried to eat but could not chew it

He tried

“I’ll try”, the soldier said, when selected for a mission

He never made it through the river couldn’t stick to his decision

Couldn’t do it but He tried

“It’s not his fault!” somebody sighed

He tried

What if on your wedding day?

A father gave the bride away

And the vows they had to say

To love honor and obey

Instead of “I will do” the couple said,

“I’ll try!”

“Thy will be done”, the savior cried

“Keep My commandments! Don’t just try!”

Don’t believe the Devil’s lie

Man loved the taste of this world’s pie

Man tried

If as a Christian you must stand

And face a lynch mob’s bloody hand

Deny your Lord is the command

Chicken out or be a man

Will my Jesus understand?

“I’m sorry Lord, I tried!”

Live God’s Word and do not waver

If you seek the Father’s favor

Full commitment He doth savor

He wants change in your behavior

For you

He died

There’s a phrase that we don’t need

Makes us not finish our deeds

Makes our plans to not succeed

Chokes us like a garden weed

That phrase

“I’ll try”

If you leave a life of sin

Turn and not go back again

Make Jesus Christ your new best friend

Clothed in him until the end

You’ll obey His word and not

Just try!

When that silver cord is broken

We answer for the words we’ve spoken

After death all have awoken

Many souls will start a-smoken

When the Master asks you

“Why?”

Don’t just try do the deed

Don’t just try, PLANT THE SEED!

If you’re all talk you won’t succeed

Serve the Lord with rapid speed

Really “do” and don’t just

Try

Think about the price you’ll pay

When your life has passed away

And you ask on Judgment Day

“Lord, why did ‘you’ not show the way?”

What if you hear the Savior say

“I tried!”

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The March of Thoughts

Fri, 09 Dec 2011 16:24:00 -0800

The march of thoughts across the mind,

The mental map of sacred war;

We do not enter the conflict blind:

Christ fought these battles long before.

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Lord, be our light

Sat, 03 Dec 2011 04:39:04 -0800

by J. Randal Matheny

This poem is an adaptation of a prayer I read this morning in The Lutheran Study Bible, on Revelation 11. The last two lines, especially, have been revamped.

Lord, be our light, for worldly darkness veils us,

Lord, be our shield, for earthly armor fails us,

And when the beast from hell comes to assail us,

Raise us to heaven, Lord.

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The lists grow long

Wed, 30 Nov 2011 18:10:36 -0800

The lists grow long of things to do,

The mind weighs heavy with tasks and chores,

While we slept the burdens grew,

We're lost at sea without our oars.

Write down each one to the very last,

Choose one and work until it's done,

Go steady, don't stop, don't switch, don't run—

Your power to finish, unsurpassed.

My Calling Card

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On FMag: a prayer poem

Wed, 30 Nov 2011 17:30:03 -0800

Today's prayer over on Forthright Magazine is in the form of a four-line stanza, "We know not when nor how. Small, but we pray powerful to express a saint's hope and faith.

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Finally

Wed, 30 Nov 2011 06:33:20 -0800

Finally

Finally.........hoar frost on the brown leaves as they lounge upon the tips of the grass.

Finally........ cold air in my windpipe!

Finally.........ice crystals shimmer in the early morning sun. A squirrel's tail dances as the sun climbs the trees.

Finally.........the multi-faceted gemstones of winter have been returned to nature's treasure chest. ..........

Hello winter my old friend.

Michael H. Carter

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Thankgsgiving weekend

Mon, 28 Nov 2011 06:31:41 -0800

Thanksgiving weekend

By Michael H. Carter

Thursday came and turkey was eaten

Friday came and shoppers were beaten

Saturday came and football was played

Sunday came and worship was made

Cloudy Monday all traffic is nastiness

Back to the grind in pursuit of happiness

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Poem: Thanks For Glut

Fri, 25 Nov 2011 11:01:00 -0800

Thanks For Glut

Gorged and full, a day to settle,

Tummy’s tested for its mettle,

Gluts have emptied pot and kettle.

Family’s gone, and no more nettle,

Grocers’ wares on discount peddle,

Sunday, preacher dares to meddle.

Rick

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