Best Psalm Poems
In changing of the seasons that go on
unceasingly, from winter until fall;
in each day's path from day until the dawn -
I see so much, yet I've not seen it all.
This world, of which I am so very fond,
contains a fraction of creation's art
that God has wrought in all the worlds beyond!
Oh, sun above, shine on and fill my heart
with radiance of beauty; let me know
that we have value to a loving God
though we be as the grains of sand below.
Shine on, oh moon and stars, I'm ever awed!
All that we know and all we've yet to see
are proof of God for all eternity.
Beside the still waters he leadeth me
Shepherd of my wandering soul
I do not want for anything, you see,
My shepherd has made me whole.
I have walked the treacherous path
But I did not need to be afraid
The rod and staff my shepherd hath
I can lie down in both sun and shade.
When I am tired and, oh, so weary
He renews my spirit, replenishing,
Restoring my spirit when I am dreary
Goodness and mercy are my finishing.
I shall dwell in the house of the Lord
And drink of the living water of life
The shepherd gives to all his adored
Who seek peace and flee from strife.
Written June 3, 2021
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June 10, 2021
I am unable to earn your Salvation Lord.
Still you have blessed me, who is undeserving.
As a testament to your loving kindness,
my actions are my gift to You Lord.
I seek to find goodness in others.
When I can’t see goodness, I will look closer.
For you reside within my being
and I am gifted with Your Sacred Sight.
Hold me firmly in Your hands Lord
for my legs are not steady.
Whisper Your comforting words in my ear,
so that I am not consumed by my doubt.
Engrave Your Thoughts upon my being,
for I long to be in your presence.
Yes, when we are together,
I have no doubt that You are God.
For Regina Riddle’s Write a Psalm Poetry Contest.
Written Sept 18th 2019
I absorb your amazing
As I struggle to grow
My spirit is so excited
Still my heartbeat does slow
For I finally understand
The reason you are calm
You’re more than a parable
You are a living psalm
God in human form
Not one to deceive
Miracles at your hand
Yet so few of us believe
My faith is so small
There is much to forgive
My choices are many
in this world that I live
So I hand it to you
This burden so large
Because I only have stress
When I am in charge
Your yoke is not heavy
You know all I need
I follow your footprints
As you take the lead
My light in the darkness
You fulfill each desire
The path to your Kingdom
Takes me higher and higher.
The Lord weaves His grand tapestry across the skies
He outlines charcoal colored clouds with silver threads
sews the sunlight of dawn into rays that caress the sea
and folds ocean ripples into fans of intricate patterns.
Each morning God’s canvas awaits His ready hand
a master Artist, His creativity knows no bounds
He dips His brush into the spectrum of rainbows
like a whirlwind, He mixes and paints dazzling designs.
God deftly blends pastel shades to greet the rising sun
He sweeps white, cotton clouds that hover over land and sea
He paints the morning light to touch lush liquid waves
and adds violet colored shadows that fade into the horizon.
His living canvas continually changes its hues and tones
each moment rearranged by heat, wind or sudden storms
a cornucopia of shapes sweep across the heavens
like rapid time frames that move within an eternal film.
Will not many among the nations fail to see His mighty wonders?
Will not many among us look up to relish in His majestic sky?
God’s handiwork daily displays His infinite creation
may we lift up our eyes to behold His unending glory.
Written on 1/17/2021
I ride the vibrant crests
Of a tangerine moon
Glowing across stardust ridges
Where inspiration tickles
My heart with laughing dewdrops
I drift on the edge of a smiling
Emerald forest filled with
Whispery pines and strong oaks
All the trees remind me why
The birds make a home on branches
With their bristling, dancing leaves
I walk through a thriving garden
Alive with scarlet and cobalt
Rare colors in the choiciest purples
Mauves, sunset yellow and lavender
Hastening to create a sweet fantasy
I breathe in the crisp, cool air
Of an autumn night, a summer light
Feeling the freedom of a heart
Gentle and warm, feeling forlorn
For the tender caress of rainfall
Caressing my shoulders lightly
I kiss the silence with hope
For moments poured full of joy
While my heart whispers
Recklessly thrilling in the vitality
Of a dream that fulfills me
I ache for these days of simplicity
When light plays with the shadows
Echoing through the longings
With cries resembling poetry
Lingering on the edge of sanity
I dream, I imagine, I praise
With a prayer of faith
Believing in the God who reigns
High above my thoughts
In a heaven where I will hope
Love continues to abide, eternally
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September 1, 2021
Psalm of Joy
Almighty God, when I look into the night sky
I cannot see the edges of the heavens
Or where the stars rest at dawn -
The birthplace of the moon.
Loving God, wider than every universe
Hands joined beyond my sight,
You wake the dawn then bid celestial
Glory to shine inside the daylight.
And yet, O awesome Creator,
You planned for one like me
Before pulling up the world
From swirling chaos in the abyss.
Made me daughter, sister, wife and mother,
Unique as every falling snowflake,
To reflect your glory never dimmed -
Then witness life return from a stony grave.
O Lord, when I gaze at the midnight sky
I find no boundaries - no seams
Between the sun and moon –
I only see my Lord sit with me at table.
9-24-19
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When my heart is overwhelmed, I cry to Thee,
Lead me to the Rock that is higher than me,
Thou hast been a shelter from my enemy,
In Thy tabernacle, forever I'll be.
When my spirit within me was overwhelmed,
Then Thou knew my path; my life ship Thou hast helmed,
Thou art my refuge, bring my soul out of jail,
Thou shalt deal bountifully, Thy name I'll hail.
(Inspired by Psalms 61 & 142)
25th March 2023
If the Lord isn't for me, why do I live?
If the Lord does not bless me, why am I here?
If the Lord isn't for me, why am I here?
If the Lord does not bless me, why do I live?
I know I am a sinner repressed.
I know I am saved through prayer.
On bended knees, I am as a child of God.
As I grew older, I lifted my head up to clouds.
Somehow, my path swayed.
If the Lord does not anoint me, why do I sing?
If I am not blessed via his blood, why do I live?
Nobody knows my troubles better then Lord does.
My life is enshrined because of the omnipotent.
Through a sacred path, I seek the Lord guidance.
Redeemed through his grace, I worship and praise.
If the Lord does not guide me, why do I live?
If the Lord does not supply my needs, why am I here?
I know I am a sinner repressed.
I know I am saved through prayer.
On bended knees, I am as a child.
As I grew older, I hoisted my head up to sky
Somehow, my path swayed but now, my life is saved.
If I am not a crusader for the Lord, why am I here?
If I am not on the battlefield for the Lord, why am I here?
Nobody knows my troubles better then Lord does.
My life is transmogrified because of the omnipotent.
Through a sacred path, I seek the Lord guidance.
Redeemed through his grace, I give the Lord God the highest praise.
To My Redeemer...
If the Lord isn't for me, why do I live?
If the Lord does not bless me, why am I here?
If the Lord isn't for me, why am I here?
If the Lord does not bless me, why do I live?
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Form: Anaphora
Penned on December 13, 2014!
our hearts are one
our breaths are one
our thoughts are many
.
on my hands and knees
Father
i came to you
in the gloomiest of rain
yesss
when mine taught found
turmoil
And
of course
on those days which i did feel
a hundred fold
Blessed
now
Father
i find shelter
in knowing
You
Crying out to God for preservation
for He's the one to find refuge
confessing to God Himself you're my Lord
what a privilege to know He who is huge
Many sorrows afflict the ungodly
their names God will disown
for the Lord, I've chosen as my lot
in His presence, His glory is known
My lines have gone deep down
where life's pleasant once again
wisdom I've received from the Lord
in my heart to receive no matter when
The Lord is always ever before me
at my right hand so I can firmly stand
makes my heart glad so to truly rejoice
in Christ is security a whole new brand
Been made holy in God's presence
protecting me from the darkest pit
God guides me to walk His pathway
receiving His pleasures to forever sit
(Preserve me, O God, for in you I take refuge.
I say to the Lord, “You are my Lord;
I have no good apart from you.”
As for the saints in the land, they are the excellent ones,
in whom is all my delight.
The sorrows of those who run after another god shall multiply;
their drink offerings of blood I will not pour out
or take their names on my lips.
The Lord is my chosen portion and my cup;
you hold my lot.
The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places;
indeed, I have a beautiful inheritance.
I bless the Lord who gives me counsel;
in the night also my heart instructs me.
I have set the Lord always before me;
because he is at my right hand, I shall not be shaken.
Therefore my heart is glad, and my whole being rejoices;
my flesh also dwells secure.
For you will not abandon my soul to Sheol,
or let your holy one see corruption.
You make known to me the path of life;
in your presence there is fullness of joy;
at your right hand are pleasures forevermore.)
Psalm 16 (ESV)
I sing to You
from an empty vessel,
for You gave me
my eternal voice.
All about me are lost,
all are deaf
to Your voice
as it flies on the wind
and none can see,
all blind beggars
unaware of their
deep, deep poverty....
Your beauty is everywhere:
sunlight and moonlight and
the grace of birds
in their flight of freedom,
and trees standing tall
as guardians and oceans
whose waves crest eternally,
and Your grace...ah,
THAT is what holds
the Universe itself together,
and in us it is
the love that calms,
the love that pulls
meaning from death
and gives hope
to those who reach out--
to You....
Psalm of praise
Oh Jah, we laud you
for your magnificence
as the one and only true God
and Sovereign of the universe.
Your splendor is beyond
our imagination and your glory
surpasses all conscious thought.
Even so, you take notice of us,
mere mortal man, less than the dust
on your celestial scales are we.
We are less than nothing
and yet you dignify us
by granting us to be
made in your image.
How we need to abound
in your marvelous qualities
of love, justice wisdom and power,
to be able to help those who oppose you
and deny your existence,
and your Authority.
Only because of your humility and mercy
do you continue to sustain us here
on our earthly dwelling place-
we are so undeserving yet by your grace,
your undeserved kindness
we exist and move and breathe.
Our very lives depend on your mercy,
your loving care is evident
in the beauty of the sun
as it rises and sets,
marking the limits
of our days and our nights.
We marvel Sovereign Lord,
at how marvelously we are made,
not only us but the everlasting cosmos,
how you have ordered
their existence by your command -
and by your dynamic energy
all continues to function precisely
and harmoniously as you have designed.
You the great Timekeeper,
have all things under your control,
and for all things there is an appointed time,
all according to your will and purpose.
How we rejoice at the prospect of life everlasting
in a paradise earth, when all things
will have been restored back to perfection.
Hallelujah, praise Jah,
all you heavens and earth,
and and all who enjoy Godly
peace in his everlasting glory!
September 16,2019
John Derek Hamilton
My wife's named Irina, though we all call her 'Mom'
For her is this tribute, our little Psalm
She cooks delicious meals for our family every day
Happy to do it, without a nickel of pay
Whatever needs to be done, laundry or cleaning
She's on it cheerfully, to her it's not demeaning
For Irina takes pride in a home that sparkles and shines
A comfortable domicile, where we happily dine
The blessings she has brought to us, to count are so many
May God grant her good health and long life ~ to 120!
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Jews traditionally wish each other long life to 120 years,
since that was how long Moses lived. (He passed away
on his 120th birthday).