Couplet Baptism Poems | Couplet Poems About Baptism

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Open Your Eyes To The Truth

Another war crime to add onto a bucket list 
that goes on far beyond our mind
Another human rights violation unheard of
when is this world going to awaken

The sleeping giant filled with grace 
and bring those murdering monsters to trial 

So as they may face justice 
their justice returned onto them
So many masks fall away in a world arena
Greed and pride invades countries 

Forcing poor innocence to suffer
trying to bring order with chaos and control

Desecration of the holy lands 
innocent blood spills on sands of our times 

Each and everyone of us knows morally right 
There is a worth in every death
The moons have bled 
I see it now opening behind scenes

Pray God be merciful unto the blind hiding 
open their eyes for a moment 

In a just democracy power is the people 
understand this ninety per cent of all killed 

Innocent people says it all sealed 
In the name of the cross and ark of our covenant 

They who love in God's name will speak 
Holy Spirit holds the castle fort commands you 

They who live on the dark side reek
peace for them does not exist
Killing machines show no mercy on suffering souls 
Thou shalt not kill love's reminder enemy hates

Love thy neighbor spoken on the tablets 
They have no morals standing within the light of truth 

Spawn's of the Devil out of hell kills with burning lead 
so we see behind the mask who deceives us

They who worship the golden calf again 
as they do the anti-Christ's bidding

Reeking havoc upon this earth plundering 
their soul aim is destruction givers 

Treating people like animals clowned joke 
reeks of vermin crawling underneath their skin 

Angels upon this earth our battles has begun 
we all can see the ignorance killing is not just

With twisted visions planning forward with no democracy 
to kneel playing the key role fate our destiny awaits us all

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2015

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Captured moment haloed

When the golden sun sets over a horizon 
Mirrors inside glittering with reflections 

Sparkling Underneath the realm of possibilities
Far away drifting oasis upon a cloud called nine

Where heaven holds the creation’s seat 
Kneeling before lashes fold 

Enthroned by your light breathing through clouds 
Beneath adoring rays crowned by the Aura of beauty

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2017

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Bounces over and back sweet music sings

Thee sweetest lily and flower of Eden’s garden growing wild and free 
held under this enchantment where the daises circles around gold 

Flower of hearts where there shades of apple blossoms pink 
dazzling the night under the teardrops of angels deeply unfold petals 

Within a black satin velvet sky twinkling centre of stars your beauty outshines 
with piercing diamond light inside a halo you are crowned perfectly regal 

Princess of the starlight gaze faraway holding a dream enveloping an echo
enchanted by the magic you spell one in a thousand whispers

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2017

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Who am I?
Am I defined by what is near in sight?
Am I defined by what I have done,
Or am I defined by what I could become?

Perhaps I'm of no use.
To him, or her, or I, nor you.
Or perhaps I'm too misunderstood to be defined,
And it is something like understanding that comes in time.

And if to the world I'm never shown,
Yet in my own light I've grown and grown,
And so I can know no happiness but my own--
The reason for my smile, to you, will forever be unknown.

I do not pray for the world to know my name.
For it and verse; the letters are the same.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads,
I pray his pain my words to keep. 

Should his eyes rain on my page,
Better tears than storms of rage.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads.
I pray his pain my words to keep.

And if to the world you're never shown,
Yet in your own light you've grown and grown,
And so you know no happiness but your own.
Let the reason for your smile, to you, only be known.

Copyright © Kristopher Higgs | Year Posted 2013

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Eternal Life

Eternal life begins with baptism
It continues through death and have no end


Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2013

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Silver Tango

The smallest gesture captivates this world 
changing a life forever takes one person of courage 

In a journey into the future following hope 
passing through the depths of darkness finding peace 

Alone I search the stars holding my breath inside wishes 
for that one special light a blessing so pure radiates 

Sweet soul I surrender to you under each passing new moon 
steps forward a little closer in finding you answers all dreams 

Take this heartbeat in your hand my love and dance with me 
Under the beam where shadows come alive sparks will fly 

In your amazing grace royal crowning jewels will shine 
Joining hands together we become united

Under a lovers moon where the moondogs kiss the sparkle 
kissed by the guardian soul fluttering butterflies breathtaking 

Nightshades hold you inside wishes closing lashes 
tears fall as the morning dew 

Awakening each living daydream smiles 
I will always my love wait for you until the end of time 

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2016

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ABOUT THE SECOND COMING OF JESUS CHRIST LORD Expressive art showed her face. The mother of Christ was shouting in silence. Her words were that we are amongst God. I read her lips. She stated to give respect during Passover. The vision was surreal. This Easter Sunday, when I give my speech, my teachings will be for a greater determination. Virgin Mary departed knowledge and new insight on the second coming of Jesus Christ Lord. The world will be celebratory. This knowledge is glorious. ___________________________________________________| Sponsor: Debbie Guzzi Contest Name: Jesus Nebula & Visions of Mary for Easter Entry Date: March 22, 2014 Date Written: March 22, 2014 Motif: Visionary

Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2014

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The Room Of Study

To sit in the confines of knowledge
At a desk the colour of porridge

An air of unescapable heat
At a desk the colour of wheat

The lure of the Mail Online
At a desk the colour of brine

Looking at Jamie Kirby's broken leg
At a desk the colour of regret

Copyright © Tom Hyam | Year Posted 2013

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The Lightening

Copyright © 2015

To Earth tumbling down, down
stronger than the Trumpet's sound

Glowing beautiful as a Morning Star,
a Morning Star flung down way from
afar, afar from its starry home and
near G.O.D.'s Throne

The most considered and trusted one
with knowledge from the ONE, One
who sent His true Son to protect
humans from the rebellious one

To and fro, like a comet's glow,
glowing with influence, an
influence that separates and
divides, dividing the truth,
is what Satan tries to do, hiding

Hiding the truth from one and all
to seek the ONE and only SON

The true meaning of X-Mas as most Christians tries to define it, is the ONE and only Gift to Humanity, for the salvation of human souls by the Son of G.O.D., Christ Jesus.

Not from the evil spirit of the one called Cesare Borgias, painted by Rome's famous artist Leonardo da Vinci, which was the one single most powerful propaganda tool out of the new Roman Empire>>Europe and adapted by the most racist nation on earth, the United States of America to foment its racist domestic and foreign policies, that many decent Americans are still fighting to distance themselves from in foreign and domestic affairs.  
It's not just the squabbling political and social fights we see via the media, it's a spirit battle against those who align themselves knowingly or unknowingly with mankind's strongest ally, SATAN who knows his defeat, against someone who couldn't be conquered, draws neigh. 

by: LesP2008
edited: 5 Jan 2016

Copyright © Les Pruitt | Year Posted 2015

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Bewitched and Bothered

Bewitched and Bothered 

If I float like a feather high in the sky
Hope all of my problems will pass by
And plainly in view should see below
Being bigger as they grow and grow.

Bewitched and bothered become you
Are fearful and afraid of what to do
As to consequences you must endure
While many facts still seem obscure.

Am growing older and days increased
Weigh priorities from biggest to least
For me and my plans to be a success
Say prayers to God so me will bless.

In my tears of sorrow I did not drown
Moment of glory came wearing a crown
No more Bernie or Trump through to wade
Neither one of them liked orange marmalade.

James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet 

Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2016

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Reason To Treason

She had found such great delight
and knew her salvation experience was right.
Thankful for the message she heard,
it was so clear in God's Holy Word.
She repented, was baptized, received the Holy Ghost.
She had every reason in God to boast.
For her family she had concern and care.
She longed with them her faith to share.
But her new life with her loved ones collided,
and she found herself in a house divided.
Still, she determined to live for God
though her household thought her new life odd.
And so began the opposition,
among them an invisible partition.
There were subtle jabs and pointed jeers.
Sometimes she cried a puddle of tears.
Slowly at first, she began to decline
and couldn't seem to feel God's presence divine.
Her prayer life slipped. She quit reading the Word.
The voice of the Lord was less frequently heard.
Attendance to God's house did slack
as she appeared to be turning back.
Family pressure pushed her over the edge of reason
whereby she committed spiritual treason.


submitted for The Edge of Reason contest sponsored by John Hamilton

Copyright © Carol Connell | Year Posted 2017

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Through Baptism

Is my life quite kooky?
Does seem rather spooky!

Tighter than a high-strung cat
What about nerves? Get rid of that!

Yet somehow I made it through
Become baptized you can too!

Copyright © Joshua Lacey | Year Posted 2010