Greeting Card Maker | Poem Art Generator

Free online greeting card maker or poetry art generator. Create free custom printable greeting cards or art from photos and text online. Use PoetrySoup's free online software to make greeting cards from poems, quotes, or your own words. Generate memes, cards, or poetry art for any occasion; weddings, anniversaries, holidays, etc (See examples here). Make a card to show your loved one how special they are to you. Once you make a card, you can email it, download it, or share it with others on your favorite social network site like Facebook. Also, you can create shareable and downloadable cards from poetry on PoetrySoup. Use our poetry search engine to find the perfect poem, and then click the camera icon to create the card or art.

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Encouragement
Though black waves strike with scorn and bitter might, Look to the Lighthouse on the shore, so tall and bright. And though the night seems scary, without end, Faithfully look to Him, your God, your loving Friend. Though stones and boulders block your path today, And friends of old have turned and gone astray, Look to the Path that leads to the skies above, And never cease to love with endless, godly love. And though the mountain climb is steep and hard at times, Look ahead to God; to Him, you turn your eyes. If tears are many and your wing is broken, Jesus heals the wound—trust in Him and always sing! Through every trial, He is the Lord Most High, who hears your prayer, your whisper, and your cry. He’ll answer in His time; He never disappoints. No harm shall come to those He calls His own, to those whom He anoints. Let many roar like lions, wanting to cause you pain; Their power now is but a simple breeze, a fleeting breath in vain. The storm is ending; see the rainbow’s hue: “I am the Truth,” God softly whispers now to you.
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