Religious Snow Poems | Religious Poems About Snow
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Read the Bible and the words that are said.
Times of trouble and tribulation are ahead!
All one has to do is read the book of revelation.
To read about this world and this nation!
Days of wickedness and evil that abounds..
Shall very soon. Come
“crashing to the ground!”
For our sin, there’s a price that has been paid!
Many have become sin’s servant and slave!
Many will not escape God’s judgment and wrath!
They’ve chosen the wrong direction and path!
Right now... There’s a path
and a way to “escape!”
Please do it right now! Before it’s too late!
The right path to take, is through Christ alone!
He must be the lord of your heart and home!
Jesus alone, can bring hope to your soul!
He’ll never leave you!
Is what he wants you to know!
Times of trouble and uncertainty
are well on their way!
Christ can help you to overcome!
He can do it TODAY!
By Jim Pemberton
People with family dressed up in the Victorian style
Returning home as the Mass services over awhile.
Which in olden times was Communion or Eucharist
Where people remember, the savior Jesus Christ.
Who died for us and came back to his loved ones
It’s the memorable “birthday of the unconquered sun”
It seems to be the Dickensian Christmas time
A bridge between the old and new Christmas.
There is subtle sweetness in the sun’s glow
As people’s shadows fall on the white snow.
Barren trees, branches in twig like manner
The winter has come with his stern scanner.
Look there on the roof how the icicles hang
Winter has taken rest from sturm und drang.
People will go from house to house to greet
In the eve watch nativity plays on the street.
Based on the 1st Picture "Christmas Day" by Isaiyah
7th place win
**Sturm und drang means a state of violent disturbance and disorder.**
Some complain of snow
Some complain of the cold
But what falls from the sky
Is much more golden than gold
Blessings from the sky
Yet we turn a blind eye
We instead express our disgust
When we could turn our sins into dust
We could pray to alleviate someone’s pain
But instead we scowl and frown on that rain
We could thank God instead of making a fuss
(It’s not like He’s throwing rocks down at us!)
A time to be grateful,
Yet we just complain
We could be making precious du’aa
For major beneficial gain
But it’s easier to grumble
Roll your eyes and shake your head
You may regret not taking advantage of this
When you’re long gone and dead
Don’t delay being
Grateful to your Lord
Let your heart live out
The ‘alhamdulileh’ word.