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Name Faith Poems | Faith Poems About Name

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Details | Free verse |

Yes Friend, It Will Matter

Say not to me,
that it will not matter a hundred years from now,
that I was here.
For surely I have touched one life in a positive way,
perhaps in daily prayer
I've called your name one day.
Having no profound accomplishments or delusions of fame,
and leaving no progeny
to perpetuate my name,
still, it will matter that I was here.
For I have quietly endeavored to sow, and I have watered.
I love and am loved--should one desire more?
Life is good and hopefully God is pleased.
The tracks I'll leave, it's true,
will not be so ingrained as to stand harsh winds of time
and they shall fade as the evening sun,
leaving somewhere, only a name and date chiseled in granite.
Perhaps, if only in thought,
one pausing o'er me should question, who was this man?
Let God simply whisper, that I am His.


Details | Pantoum |

Ever Turning Circle

In winter’s white, as angels cry
for early spring to warm the wind,
to bring to life with gentle sigh,
in love, the bitter frost has thinned.

For early spring to warm the wind,
at Valentine’s romantic calls,
in love, the bitter frost has thinned,
where dancers twirl amid stone walls.

At Valentine’s romantic calls,
rebirth of nature’s light divine,
where dancers twirl amid stone walls,
and blossoms pastel shades recline.

Rebirth of nature’s light divine,
when day equals the hours of night,
and blossoms pastel shades recline,
to hail the queen of May in light.

When day equals the hours of night,
a summer’s sun will come to play,
to hail the queen of May in light,
we chant and sing along the way.

A summer’s sun will come to play,
so life can grow as gods decreed,
we chant and sing along the way,
with warmth and light our hunger feed.

So life can grow as gods decreed,
the rays of sun on seeds we’ve sown,
with warmth and light our hunger feed,
the wealth of harvest is our own.

The rays of sun on seeds we’ve sown,
in autumn breeze that chills the heat,
the wealth of harvest is our own,
as gold and red belies our feet.

In autumn breeze that chills the heat,
a year that ends with blessed Samhain,
as gold and red belies our feet,
the call of Ancient’s name to reign.

A year that ends with blessed Samhain,
to bring to life with gentle sigh,
the call of Ancient’s name to reign,
in winter’s white, as angels cry.


Details | Acrostic |

~His Name Is Wonderful~

Jesus~
Earned his name~
Suffered all the pain~
Under the hands of men~
Settled with hate against him~

Compassionately he forgave them still~
He loved us then and he always will~
Rising he gave us the right to survive~
Intoxicating he is to all of our lives~
Supplying our each and every need~
Thank you father, For blessing me~

Our king above kings~
Understanding he brings~
Radiant he is indeed~

Living for Christ is the greatest thing~
Only in him may you rest in peace~
Remember each day to trust and forgive~ 
Divided from him is no way to live~


Details | Rhyme |

A Prayer Away

Through everything that comes and goes,
The wisest is the one who knows.
The truest nature of God's love,
And always sends praises to the one above.

Through everything that rises and falls, 
The bravest is the one who calls.
The name of Christ even in the darkest hour,
And can stand for his name like the tallest tower.

Through everything, through night and day,
The most faithfull is the one that says.
"I am not alone so I shall never feel that way"
Cause God is only a prayer away.


Details | Free verse |

Power in the name of Jesus

There's power in the name of Jesus
There's power in his precious blood
His word is power when you begin to speak
There's power within his name.

There's healing in the name of Jesus
Authority is yours to take
Satan is DEFEATED the victory is yours
There's power within his name.









This poem is also a song and is now on Youtube


Details | I do not know? |

mr death

 Everyone meets me for certain one day.
I appear when you least expect, and lead you on your way. Don’t ask me any 
questions, as I have nothing to say, but when I finally meet you, it will be your final 
day.
The job I have is hard, but work will never cease, for I am the one who leads you to 
everlasting peace. 
I show up when your name appears, be you king or queen or pauper. I must lead 
you to the light, father, mother, son or daughter.
My name I hear you ask? Some call me death, or the gate keeper. But for most of 
you I am simply known as the  GRIM REAPER.


Details | Bio |

The Man With A Brown Hat

I came from the islands in the Far East 
Where the bird of prey will rise 
That’s being prophesied, but I’m sure 
I’m not that One, for I possess not the golden rule 
Though, I searched for years in Lenin’s name 
Instead, I saw an empire fell from fame
Leaving behind my Caucasian brother
Watching his home town turned grey
When the desperate bombed it
By fate, once was a sailor with wan smile
Sailing the deep blue to catch the elusive dreams
Yet, I ended up alone, drinking ouzo 
In the queen city of the Gentiles
Where I found my mortal half
She wrapped me, with her love                                               
Now, I juggle my time from here and 
To the city of lights, to be with my bloods
But my skin betrayed me
One day, when I wanted to see my god
Imprisoning me for hours and les bleus
Were questioning the colour of my skin, but
Thanks to Heaven Above, for I’m still alive
Why do others can easily spoil the beauty?
Of my beloved, and yet, I can’t even glance 
Theirs, nor taste just the smell of their soil
Without being questioned
Or, being stared from head to toe
What if I do the same? 
Non, don’t panic! I will not, for
I've no power to change the name of the game
Maybe some day, but right now
I’ll focus myself to my new found joy 
In the arts of writings
And will keep honing my craft to perfection
Till I free the miseries deep inside…
Since I saw the first dawn thirty nine years ago 
In the beautiful archipelago
Bearing the Spanish name
For she was sealed tight with a fist
People, unite and let’s make peace
Listen to the messenger of these last days
The simple things I really wish….. for all

                   
                                         
                                           
                                     
    
                          
                       


Details | Pastoral |

where is the lost

he that walks alone has now created a safe passage for himself, he has caused his life to
be perfect in his sights, he has said in his heart there is no GOD, he has caused pain in 
the lives of others with the thoughts of himself blameless, she has not cried ourt to the 
LORD in truth, but has prostituted the word of GOD, she has used witchcraft in the lives
of others and caused them to go astray without the LORD, he has cheated and lied on the 
people of GOD, she has stood on the corners of life and claimed them unto satan, yet GOD 
has all power, he has charge over the adversary, he has placed the evil one at bay, he 
haS PRERARED A PLACE FOR THE CHILDREN OF SATAN WHICH IS hell, THE lord HAS CAUSED US TO
BE CONSTAN5TLY LOOKING FOR HIS RETURN, HE HAS GIVEN US A COMFORTER, HE HAS DEMONSTRATED 
HIS AWSON LOVE FOR MANKIND, by giveing his only SON as a ransomk for all that come unto 
him we have but to ask, he has asked nothing of us yet he offers so very much,l if we but 
call upon the name that is above all names, and that name is JESUS CHRIST, and bleive
we shall be saved, and live forever, in the kingdom of GOD, it has cost nothing yet the 
LORD looks on our sins in love and so gracefully forgives us, what shall man give that 
can equal the giveing of so great a GOD, can we create any thing from nothing, can we as
man breath life into lifelessness, can we as man create a new heaven, can we as man 
conquire death hell and the grave, can we as man forgive sin do we have a heaven to place 
the saints of GOD in, do we as man sit at the right hand of GOD, where in does our 
understanding begain, shall we forever think of ourselves as our own malkers, are we to 
forever not give GOD the glory, for all glory is his, all praise shall go TOWARDS GOD, we 
should at all times praise GOD with a constant p[raise from our mouths, we shall not be 
moved if we are in CHRIST, for he shall foght all battles that come before us, he shall 
forever LOVE us, MY FRIEND. NO GREAT A LOVE HATH A MAN THAN HE LAY DOWN HIS LIFE FOR A 
FRIEND, consider who is lost, then consider, where is the lost.


Details | Rhyme |

God's beautiful creation

God's creation is beautiful
from the cenary  right down to the birds  that sing
God's creation is beautiful in each and everything
God's creation is beautiful if we look around we will see
God's creation is beautiful
including you and me,  

when you look up  at the stars at night, always remember that you are precious in his sight,   wow  God bless you all         

 How majestic his his Name  Amen 

	 O Lord, our Lord, your majestic name fills the earth!
Your glory is higher than the heavens.
2	 You have taught children and infants
to tell of your strength,*
silencing your enemies
and all who oppose you.
3	 When I look at the night sky and see the work of your fingers—
the moon and the stars you set in place—
4	 what are people that you should think about them,
mere mortals that you should care for them?*
5	 Yet you made them only a little lower than God*
and crowned them* with glory and honor.
6	 You gave them charge of everything you made,
putting all things under their authority—
7	 the flocks and the herds
and all the wild animals,
8	 the birds in the sky, the fish in the sea,
and everything that swims the ocean currents.
9	 O Lord, our Lord, your majestic name fills the earth!


Details | Bio |

Outside looking In

Im going to tell you a story about a girl.
She was smart, and ready to take on the world.
Had a hard childhood with her mother always ill,
but her father worked hard and struggled to pay the bills.
My name is Pam and the poem your about to read,
Is a interesting poem, all about me.
I started to feel depression and pain,
at the age of 15 I was snorting cocaine.
I got pregnant at a young age and wanted to explore,
So I walked right out of my families door.
Time went on and I was still not around,
My mom grew sicker and dad wearing a frown.
Not much longer until I experienced this change,
and tragic horrible hurt and feeling of pain.
I walked in that room ,and climbed in the bed
I layed down beside him, and layed down my head.
With my hear I could hear his heartbeat.
The next thing I new we were burying him six feet deep.
At the funeral they said she was in a better place,
but it just wasnt fair to see that look on her face.
My mom that is she died with my dad,
She may have been breathing but always so sad
Two years later she decided to give up,
her faith was gone and hope for luck up.
Thats when I really started to struggle,
barely getting by and forgetting that i was mother.
She seen me drift into a dark place,
I started loosing weight in my stomach and my face.
Before I new it I was always getting high,
Weeks became months, and time flew right by
Its to bad that I chose this new path I was on ,
Because on August 11Th I got a call saying my mother was gone.
Like a replay I walked into that room,
to see her lying there as stiff as a broom.
I layed down beside her and rubbed my fingers
through her hair , but the pain I was feeling I just couldn't bare.
You would think after loosing my mom and my dad,
Anything else wouldnt seem near as bad
Within four years I had nothing left,
My child was taken for my foolish regrets.
Just me and my addiction no more tears to cry,
so many different ways that I could get high.
I would like to introduce this powerful drug,
It bring nothing but bad when I was searching for love.
The name is crystal, Crystal Meth
The one thing in the world, I wish I had never met...


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