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Beautiful Christian Poems | Christian Poems About Beautiful

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Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) |

Holy is The Lamb

Deep in my heart I search Oh Lord 
Deep in my wretchedness I pray
Deep in my soul I cry for words 
Words oh Lord, deep words worthy 
To praise your Holy Lamb

How could I with human tongue 
How could I with this spotted soul
How could I the unworthy one
Sing praises, how oh Lord
Sing praises worthy of the Lamb

Will I ever have the words oh Lord
Will I ever sing your song
Will I ever be around your throne 
Where there I will praise,….praise
The Holy Lamb

I search the earth your hands have made
I search the sky, the clouds above
I search your flowers and your trees
Yet in their beauty none, none compare 
To the beauty of the Lamb

Oh Holy Lamb please hear my plea 
Oh Holy Lamb look in my soul
Oh Holy Lamb dispense your grace
That I oh Holy Lamb, I may have the words
To sing forevermore, Holy is the Lamb

Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 
09.26.2014 
Contest: Verlena’s Holy is The Lamb
2nd


Details | Rhyme |

Day Will Soon Be Here

The day will soon be here 
When the Lord shall appear
To take me to my home above 
To see my family and friends I so loved 
Waiting for me at those pearly gates
Will be my grandma who I have longed to see
My brother, David, running up to me
Embracing me, a beautiful reunion that'll be
Together we can walk down the streets of gold
Before us the beauty if heaven unfolds
Soon, very soon, that day I will see
The day we all are to be ready


Details | ABC |

There is a place

There is a place you can go that is full of only love and Warmth .
you will be surrounded by a light that shines from the Heavens ,
Sprinkles of Silver and Gold. 

This place is filled with brilliant colors of Purple , vibrant Gold, all colors.
not one Color is less significant then another ,
for every color is equal here .

This place is surrounded by the beauty of different Flowers.
All flowers have significance here . No one Flower is better then another .
All Flowers are equal here .

It is important you know , you can cry here , and should cry as often as needed .
For  the tears will cleanse your Soul and give the Flowers water to grow.
No  one Tear is insignificant here , every tear has value and not one is better then another .

 money holds no value ,  Where you live , what you own,  has no significance here .

You will be surrounded by a beautiful light that shines from the Heavens .
A shining warm light will encircle you and allow nothing to hurt you . 
Hate will be shed at the door light a old jacket of no use. 

There is a place of beauty and  Worth.
This place will not be found on Earth .
It is a place where no one person is better then another .


Details | Free verse |

My Micke boys

                To be called ..
            ~   Grandma is a Honor ~

        I have been blessed with 4  Grandchildren

       ~ one lays in Heaven " Kaleb "  He is God's Angel ~
   ~ His twin brother he will always watch over , and be in his soul~

     For he loved his Brother so much in the womb ,
       he chose Heaven which gave life to his twin
      ~ I feel his spirit when I see the other Grandson ~
 
              Time passed another gift to see
               we are " Mickes" and Loved 
            Our Dad held the title in Baseball 
                   ~  that's how we roll ~
           those children are Grandmas hero's 

       The Irish they love big and Family is everything 
        The brothers will protect the beautiful sister 
              ~ as many lads will be calling ~

        Every time my Grandson hits a home run
     There will be a Angel watching proudly in the stand 

       It will be as if the Angel lifted him when he runs 
           ~no one runs faster then my Grandson~
     either baseball or Art  ~ you shall find your gift given

                These children have been blessed~
                 ~  a beauty to hard to describe 
        If you think not ~~  Take a look at the Mom  
                     That girl can stop Traffic   
                    after raising three and still~ 

          "Inspired by the gift and loss of Grandchildren "

     May our precious " Kaleb " softly rest where Angels only Dwell


Details | Rhyme |

The Hypocritical Christian

I am the hypocritical Christian.
I say I follow Christ,
But I'm still consumed by my demons.
I go to church on Sunday,
But I refuse to invite someone back.
I want to serve on mission,
But I'm too afraid to act.
They think I read The Bible,
But I just fall asleep in it.
They think I'm positivity and smiles,
But underneath I'm death and addictions.
They think I'm clean and pure,
But I'm broken and mistaken.
I say I'm not worthy of His love,
But Jesus will never let me be forsaken.
I pray long prayers,
But inside they're empty repetition.
It might look as if my faith is strong,
But my core is too easily shaken.
I say the things I'm supposed to say,
But don't follow His actions or obey.
I speak the truth the church wants to hear,
But deep inside on matters I don't know what to believe.
I walk in shame as if I'm not good enough
To be loved by God and saved through Christ,
But there is nothing I could ever do to earn His peace;
It's a free gift.
I accept;
Now forgiven, changed, and released.
Thank You God,
Thank You Jesus,
Thank You Holy Spirit!
In Jesus' Holy Name,
We pray,
Amen!


Details | Free verse |

Snow

Snow sprinkles the ground
 
as delicate as sugar
 
crystallizing the exterior with a romantic heritage
 
only found in the heart of a child's imagination.
 
Like happiness it can melt in your hands,
 
and like happiness it can grow bitter like the ice you slip on
 
Forming miraculously to the curves of the earth
 
hugging till the land soaks in it's providence
 
white like the pages I battle with
 
Falling so passionately you'd think it was falling in love with the ground
 
And when it lands,
 
A blanket of perfection
 
glistening the season to a crisp
 
gently the sun arises
 
"there's no where to go today,
 
I'm just going to sit and enjoy the magic."


Details | Romanticism |

His Beauty Revealed on Christmas Day

As the snow falls around me, I marvel at God’s wholesome and worthy entity. The Lord, on his special day, has given me a gift so precious and special; He has opened my eyes to his wondrous glory. The Lord above all has allowed me to see the beauty in the smallest of things: The stars and moon at night, and the clouds and sun by day; The little trickles of freezing cold, yet clean, fresh, clear water Running down the mountainsides, quenching my insatiable thirst; The trees in all their grandeur, That provide my warmth when I gather their branches; The leaves and pine needles at my feet, Providing soft beds for me and all the forest creatures. Best of all of these, however, is the snow. The beautiful snow in which no two snowflakes are the same. The same biting cold, yet strangely comforting and fulfilling snow, In which brings forth light on the darkest of days. I must thank the all-loving God, who has bestowed upon me this glorious gift. Me, a pathetic excuse for a soldier who has run away From the sight of bloodshed because I cannot stand to fight another friend. Me, a coward who is now running from the law, And living solely in the forest for fear of being caught and hanged. Me, a God-believing man who has sinned greatly. But I have repented. I have asked God for forgiveness of my sins on Christmas Eve night, And He has replied by giving me snow on Christmas morning, showing me that I am not alone, and that I should not be afraid. And, by His grace, when all I have been seeing was darkness and despair, He opened me up to allow me to see the beauty and light in all his creation. “I praise You, oh glorious God, for giving me this most wonderful gift! I thank You for forgiving me, a sinner, of all my wrongdoings, and for giving me this awe-inspiring gift, for which I have done nothing to deserve! I exalt you on high, oh Lord, for all that you have done and given me, and will do for me and give me! I will love and praise you always! Amen.”


Details | I do not know? |

Love and Pain

Some pains we feel
can be tough to conceal
pouring through the cracks
as we try to hold it back
maybe if I hold my breathe
there where be no pain left
or if I scream out loud
it will all flow out
maybe Ill feel better 
if I release some pressure
Pour an ice cold drink
and then I begin to think
Now I'm pacing for too long
and no sign of being strong
the pain I felt has changed
I was hurting, but now its rage
I feel my heart start to race
and hardly recognize my own face
I notice my family is getting angry too
and wonder "do they see hatred in you?"
I watched a little pain
drive myself insane
and the people I love most
were all but held close
I don't know what to do
I cant do it on my own
How do I make it through
when I feel so alone
So I started asking for something free
I asked people to pray for me
Where else could I turn
How else can I learn
that a burdened heart needs blessed
Let go and let God take care of the rest
All it takes is faith and time
and you'll receive love from the divine


Details | Free verse |

The Perfect Painting

*The Perfect Painting*

On a canvas like none other
I began to sculpt all of mankind
I began with a single piece of clay and a thought

A thought of love…

I desired love of unprecedented proportions
So I created the most unparalleled piece of art

I created man…

In 
my
own
image

I took my Creator’s paintbrush
And with just one stroke
My love created you
…Yes you 
And all of mankind

With my heart for creativity in mind
I desired to have a race of people just like me 

A race of gentle-hearted people 
That went about populating the earth
As miniature ME’s
Depositing love flowers
And a sense of security

Then one day a snake came along
He dumped mud upon my canvas
And tried to destroy my masterpiece
He was unsuccessful as you can see
For every time a new day begins
Every time a new sunset or sunrise is shown
It is a gentle reminder that I have won in the end

I Am the master Creator…

I am God…

I am the Author…
I am the Great Painter…

I am a Designer…

And I created you!

So whenever you arise in the morning
And whenever you retire from your long day
Just remember the author and finisher of your faith
Believe on me and you shall have everlasting life!
Love, Jesus Christ

Written on May 17, 2014 for Elly Wouterse's
Contest -"The Perfect Painting"


Details | Free verse |

EYE SHADOW

EYE SHADOW
-----------------
WOW!!!! 
I love the color and how
It accentuates the tone of your skin
Truly, it brings out the brilliance
Beaming bright from your face
As I gradually gaze
I lose myself in a daze
Simply amazed at the light
Leaping deep in my eyes

I'm flaring in flames with delight
From viewing this gorgeous site
Your color choice cascades 
Like a clique of crystal colored 
Clouds calmly caressing
The blue sky

Even the light from the sun 
Can't outshine the suave design 
Of the portrait displayed 
Right in front of me

But tell me something.........
How long does the liquid splashed
Upon this portrait last
Before the palms that painted it
Mark a smear with a mash

It is removable right?
It's severed at some point
The darkened dusk of the day
If I'm not mistaken

I mean, the mascara
Surrounding it meshes
At the tinge of a tear
The full ethereal effect
Of the face elapses
Evaporates in seconds
And all at once disappears

So, why persist in painting
Your pupils as if going to war
When bound in braids of beauty
Just the way you are?

Why continuously cope concealed
In optometrical colors
When one has already seen
And sees what the cosmetics cover?

~Poetra Jah~


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