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Quatrain Forgiveness Poems | Quatrain Poems About Forgiveness

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The Whispered Song

The warrior lays her weary head, 
With heavy heart she cannot bear, 
Burning tears stream down her face, 
As whispered memories touch the ear.

Her armour tarnished by remorse, 
Her battle-cry a wimpered row, 
Her wounds, of which bleed solitude, 
Will never know forgiveness now.

The song began two score ago, 
When two came knocking at her door, 
In need of refuge from the world, 
Of that, and love, and little more.

Forced to fight for every smile, 
Her only solace found in song, 
She longed for love to rescue her, 
And plant her where she could belong.

Jealous tongues are seldom kind, 
Self-seeking hearts know nought of love, 
The caged canary only sings, 
When coaxed to praise from up above.

For the steely spine that now I own, 
Forever shall I grateful be, 
A gift from her, and from her own. 
Courage mounted inwardly.

I'll not forget how I have loved thee, 
And youthful memories I will prize, 
Til on the shore of His forgiveness, 
Whereto now, we both shall rise.

Copyright © Yvonne Evanoff | Year Posted 2011

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Heaven's Grocery Store

Marching down life’s highway, my feet became very sore
I then came upon a sign that read “Heaven’s Grocery Store”
When I got closer the doors swung open wide
Next thing I knew I was standing there inside
I saw a flock of angels positioned everywhere
They handed me a basket and said, “Child shop with care.”
Everything a human required was in that grocery store
With many commodities to carry, you could always come back for more
First I acquired some Patience; Love was in that same row
Further down was Understanding, you require that everywhere you go
I grabbed a box of Wisdom and Faith, a bag or two
And obtained Charity of course but more than just a few
And then reached for Courage to help me run this wicked race
My basket was almost full but remembered some loving Grace
I then chose Salvation for it was advertised as free
I tried to collect enough of that for both you and me
Then I started to the counter to pay my grocery bill
For I thought I had everything to do the Master’s will
As I went up the aisle, I saw Prayer and proceeded put that in
For I knew when I stepped outside I was bound to encounter sin
Peace and Joy were plentiful, the last thing on that shelf
Song and Praise were hanging near so I just helped myself
Then I asked an angel, “Now how much do I owe?”
She smiled and said, “Just take them wherever you may go.”
Again I asked, “No really, how much do I owe?”
“My child,” she said, “God paid your bill a long time ago.”

Copyright © Adam Kirkhoff | Year Posted 2010

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Eternal Everlasting Joy

Sometimes, I think about my life
And the prices I have paid
All the places I have been
The choices I have made

Seems somewhere along the path
I stumbled upon a stone
At that moment I realized
I’d forgotten my way home

My home became a prison cell
My memory was forgotten
My soul was like an egg
An egg that had gone rotten

Sorry I had to go away
You didn’t deserve my shame
I moved very far away
No connection to my name

My life has always been a lie
One I kept hidden from you
When you thought I was in college
Serving time up in the zoo

On the day I was released
You thought I graduated
The moment you were most proud
Another lie to be hated

I have learned it’s never to late
I believe those words are true
Grandma I’m on a mission
I will graduate for you

I really want to earn the pride
You gave me so long ago
I think it will bring some peace
Releasing guilt up in my soul

I’ve learned in the game of life
We must earn our pride
Even if the people are gone
Resting on the other side

I’ve learned in the game of life
Even though they may be hard
Choices aren’t like rolling dice
They're not like flipping cards

Choices define who we are
I know these words are true
Every choice I know make
Are bringing me back home to you

Grandma, I know where heaven is
It’s right here inside my heart
Inside of mine your memory
Until death will never part

During the time I have left
I vow to always let it show
All the seeds you sowed in me
I shall nourish as they grow

In the end I’ll sit with you
Just like when I was a boy
We’ll sing and praise Jesus’ name
With eternal everlasting joy

Copyright © Michael Jordan | Year Posted 2010

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Oh, stay with me for always love
though I may pull away,
or strike your cheek with brazen hand,
then tease you with my play.

Pledge your heart my cherished one,
though deeds do not deserve.
My words cry out from silent tongue.
Why have I lost my nerve? 

Spare me tears from love’s lost nights
and lonely days, sun-spilled,
a flood of light could never quench
soul’s thirst, I live for still.

A need or want, I ne’er define
nor scores I dare not keep,
for love’s own breath whispered in ear
can cause my heart to leap.

I pray mistakes of past shan’t cost 
my love and morrow’s trust.
No roses bloom without the thorns;
no hearth warms without dust.      

So if you go, my love from thee
I’ll know ‘tis all my fault.
To borrow time, I’ll beg and plead
‘til pounding heart does halt.  

Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2015

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You asked me to forgive you
Still you would cause me pain again
Your words rained down like daggers
Soaking my soul with so much pain

I know i was taught to forgive
It became harder every day
All the ways you had to hurt me
I was the game you loved to play

You had quite an imagination
The ways you would describe my demise
Thankfully I chose not to follow
Yours was a pathway paved with lies

In my mind I reinvented 
Chose a future that was worthwhile
Yes I took a few steps backwards
Still moving forward all the while

As the gap between us lengthened
God took my heart and made it whole
Yes beginnings are important
I learned forgiveness plays a role

It was not so much about you
Or all the things that you had done
My healing could not be complete
Without knowing God's only Son

There is light beyond the darkness
Perhaps one day I will see your face
I hope you asked God for forgiveness
Your sins will be gone without a trace

If my Savior can forgive you
The way he has forgiven me
There is more to who you were
Than what I was able to see

I forgive you dad

Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2014

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Yesterday's Mistake

Finding forgiveness for foolish fights
my lonely heart overruled my head.
And although I should have known better
I began to believe what you said.

You promised you'd not hurt me again
like you had so many times before.
And you pleaded for just one more chance
to prove your love is forevermore.

You tried to convince me you had changed
swearing this is how you truly feel.
And as my heart began to take note
many painful wounds refused to heal.

Memories of lies and betrayal
still haunt the outer fringes of hope.
For fright fuels fragmented feelings
and I’m not so sure my heart can cope.

I can forgive yet I can't forget
for some images cannot be erased.
And whenever silent screams surface
dreams and nightmares become interlaced.

I’m scared of trusting you, yet again
it is a difficult choice to make.
For do I move on to tomorrow
or gamble on yesterday's mistake.

Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015

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Many voices from the past,
Always echoing in my head,
How long can it last,
I thought you were dead.

You always tell me what to do,
So I don't make a mistake,
Somehow you always knew,
How many I could make.

Because once I hurt you,
And you'll never let me forget,
But what can I do,
You're not quite dead yet.

Why won't you leave me alone,
Will you never forgive me,
I wish I could atone,
Please, just let me be.

The hollow echo of your voice,
Will linger on forever,
You've given me no choice,
It'll never stop, ever.

The sound of you used to make me smile,
But now it tortures me,
I will always be in denial,
So an end I'll never see.

Copyright © Kelly Deschler | Year Posted 2013

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Hatred is a smoldering fire
That burns beyond control.
An insidious, lethal poison
That will slowly kill the soul.

Forgiveness is the antidote 
For hatred's deadly sting.
It's a bitter pill to swallow,
But a precious, healing thing.

Hatred's part of Satan's plan,
Designed to bring us misery.
Forgiveness is a gift from God,
Sent to cleanse and set us free.

Copyright © William Robinson | Year Posted 2006

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Ending at the beginning

Backwards became forward
Up became down
What I thought was square
Turned out to be round

Some who I thought loved me 
Turned out to be foes
Twelve dozen roses
Not absorbed by one nose

I could see in the dark
Became blinded by light
When I should be afraid
I was feeling alright

A topsy turvy world
Never knowing what to expect
Even when I had earned it
I couldn't seem to find respect

I climbed many ladders
Slid down my share of snakes
Learned more by losing
Lived with my mistakes

The top was the bottom
My ideas flipped around
Transformed by heaven
Prostate on the ground

With my head bowed low
My heart became clear
What seemed a great distance
Was actually quite near

For within my smallness
I discovered what was vast
The future had been written
By the Author of my past

Things I counted as sorrow
Revealed to me my joy
I could not become a man
Without living as a boy

My end will be my beginning 
When I am raised from the earth
What some will consider death
Will turn out to be my birth

For I have been forgiven
Without paying any cost
Thankfuly my Savior found me
Long before I knew I was lost

Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2014

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How Many

How Many?

That night within the garden lost,
How many tears were spent
In search of love at any cost?
How many hearts were rent?

Sin for a sin the coins were tossed!
How many lusts were vent
To quench the unrelented--mossed?
How many paid a cent?

In destination's final dross,
How many souls repent--
Escaping payment with The Cross?
How many knew Him sent?

~deborah burch©10/21/2006©
re-post 4/21/2012

Copyright © Deborah Burch | Year Posted 2012

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The Visitor

Remorse, he knocked at man's front door, 
a proud and somber beggar
and asked if he could speak to us 
of hatefulness and guile. 

"What say you, Sir?" We asked Remorse
with curious concern. 
 "I've come to bend the hearts of man 
and promise soon that I'll 

wage war against your ancient foes;
Indifference and Disdain
to bring you back to empathy 
and fellowship and kind. 

Against the ghosts, he fought but lost;
accursed the useless war.
The fallen warrior was dead! 
Then on his corpse - we dined,  

but sinful gluttony soon left
the taste of bitter shame,
and we began to realize then 
Remorse and all he gave.  

His broken spirit once suppressed 
has stirred in human kind. 
Now all that we can do for him
is weep upon his grave.

Copyright © Celeste Butler-Mendez | Year Posted 2009

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Through Faith, We Can

Without faith, we can sink into great depths of despair  
unable to rise above our delicate fragile mortal frame
When the waves of life come crashing in we falter 
and give in to immeasurable weakness; 

Drowning in our sorrows we meet up with our doubts 
and give pain more power then we could afford...   
Through faith, we can shatter those false illusions and drop
to our knees in prayer asking for forgivness and restoration

Written by : Liam & Mystic 
God's warriors of old... 
September 6, 2017

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2017

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grant me grace
walking through
this ghost of faith

burn the edge
of my desire
numb the burn
red of fire

my dullest friend
let me wake
and sleep again

blur my fate
bring me low
humble quiet
liquid soul

dream no more
search not of
look not for

passion's gate
deep within
dreams will float
a lake of sin

oh life unsure
blurring  days
a quiet cure

yes I thought
more in youth
now a lie
blessed truth

your will is mine
live between
space of time

bring me forth
heaven's gate
lacking love's
forgiven hate

Copyright © Ezra Vancil | Year Posted 2007

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Forgive Yourself

God has forgiven me. Myself I must forgive
if a life of victory is what I want to live.
This is essential. This is the key.
Myself I must forgive. God has forgiven me.

In the depths of the sea, my dark sins were cast
forgotten transgressions from my past.
I repented. God nevermore casts blame on me.
My dark sins were cast in the depths of the sea.

At times when you fail, repent , then forward go.
Shake off the guilt that comes from the foe.
In your life, let the Word of God prevail.
Repent, then forward go, at times when you fail.

God forgave your sin. You can bury it.
Don’t let satan convince you to carry it.
Lay the past to rest. A victory you will win.
You can bury it. God forgave your sin.

Inspired by a sermon from one of my favorite preachers, Elder Vaughn Morton

Copyright © Carol Connell | Year Posted 2017

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Only those you love can really hurt you;
For those you do not love can't reach your heart,
So when they say or do things that can cut you,
The pain can pierce your heart just like a dart.

Things like this aren't easily forgotten.
When remembered wounds seem fresh again,
Apologies sincere are like a bandage,
That helps to heal the wound, assuage the pain.

When we attack someone in heat of anger,
And say things that we really shouldn't say,
"I'm sorry", is the order of the day then,
So hard feelings that will staycan be allayed.

Even if you think that you've done nothing,
That you should feel ashamed or sorry for,
If in your righteousness you find you've hurt them,
A simple word can halt a closing door.

Why sit back and say,"Let them get o'er it.'
'I will not crawl to them on bended knee."
If you've hurt someone who loves you, you should forfeit,
The pride that keeps your stubborn cruelty.

Copyright © Judy Ball | Year Posted 2017

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One day

Playing with guns in the face of innocence,
Letting go of the trigger while hoping to live again.

Black tears from a corpse that has come back to life,
Because it’s already been written that you will survive.

To powerful you are, with the thoughts that you have,
You’ve been taken away, but one day you’ll come back.

Then from your mind you can now choose to act
with changing the future by fixing the past.

Make up for time lost by time learned from your trials,
To move mountains inches, then yards, and then miles.

Forgiven you are and ever so missed.

So turn back to your destiny,
And change hell into bliss.

Copyright © Tony Brady | Year Posted 2017

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Painful Reminder

If reading this disturbs you
you're not the only one.
You are probably being reminded
of something you have done.

I am your painful reminder
that no one will forget.
I will always speak my mind.
I am not finished yet.

The pain you feel is nothing
compared to what you've done.
Don't worry, I know you're reading this
(and you're not the only one.)

Copyright © Mary Nagy | Year Posted 2005

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Lifting Me Up

My heart is on Your shoulders,
And You are lifting me up.
With every spoken tender gesture,
I fall a little farther in love.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

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Not The Same Without You

It's not the same without you;
The days are rainy and the nights are blue.
My heart is crying and God is too,
But we are smiling, waiting here for you.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

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Choices To Face

I have some choices to face,
But these are not my decisions to make.
God told me what He wants me to do;
He said, "Listen, Son, I have a plan for you."

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

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Beautiful, Glorious Day

Run, run, run and give it all up!
Into His arms, commend your love!
Through Him, you are saved!
What a beautiful, glorious day!

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

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Fallen Victim

I have fallen victim so many times
To nobody's fault except only mine.
I will ask for forgiveness and have faith,
Even though I feel like I am not saved.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

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Lord, I do not know what to do;
Please, lead me by Your side.
Decisions I'm facing are lost and through;
Please, lead me to do what's right.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

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Enjoy This Place

Follow your dreams and follow your heart;
God has shown you the path to start.
Never give up and always have faith;
Do what you love and enjoy this place!

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

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Never Erased

Eternal faith;
Love in His name.
Saved by grace;
Never erased.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

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Justified by blood

I wish to be justified
I want justification 
I check all of the angles
Yet I lack inclination

I'm drawn to lesser things
The pleasured dark places
All of the brighter bits
vanish between spaces

Hurting and wanting
intense variable extremes
Tearing, ripping, shredding 
through the fabric of my dreams 

I pound desperately on mirrors
ten thousand shards of slivered glass
They lay on the floor like questions
and cut me deeply as I pass

Strange droplets of pleasure
as blood oozes  from my feet
Smeared on reflective surfaces
the residual pain of a sad heart beat

The more I resist my truer nature
the further down to the abys I go
what seemed almost innocent in the beginning
has helped my inner conflict to grow

In the end I need a more potent blood
So I reach up towards a Loving pierced hand
It was never about having to change myself
What I tried to know I now understand

Blood of redemption a strange thing
The fabric of my life is restored
A price paid by a blameless soul
A price paid that I could never afford!

Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2015

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Gone But Not Forgotten

I remember it now
Not all, but enough
To understand how
I am afraid to accept love

Because some love hurts
Especially the kind you gave
The kind nobody deserves
The kind that plants the seed of hate

It matters little if you feel remorse
Your guilt could never ease my pain
The damage you did cannot be reversed
I still wear the residue of shame

And you will never have my forgiveness
My hatred will be your only companion
As you lie upon your deathbed
Feeling frightened and abandoned

You still won't even have my pity
Pathetic as you are
All you will ever be is what you did to me
As I will always bear these ugly scars

Copyright © Lisa Hicks | Year Posted 2013

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It's like a weight lifted off of my heart;
I am no longer torn apart.
Thank God you are safe;
Everything is okay.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

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Try To Forgive Me

Would it help to say I’m sorry
about the misery I brought?
For I never tried to hurt you
whether you believe that or not.

I’m not happy seeing you cry
fueling anxieties climb.
And I’ll disappear from your life
if you say I'm wasting my time.

You must believe that I acted
like I did because I love you.
And I thought if I felt that way
naturally you loved me too.

I never thought for a moment
that you'd fall for another man.
And when I saw him kissing you
I freaked out and he up and ran.

I can't say I'm sorry he left
but I'm sorry I made him flee.
And I’m begging you on my knees
please darling, try to forgive me. 

Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015

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It's been a while since I've told this tale
Thinking of it still makes me pale.
Was it hubris or foolishness or naivete'
That made me want to go away.

I wasn't leaving which you understood
But the job they offered just seemed too good.
Long distance marriage was not your style
I should have known...just add it to the pile.

They promised the sky, the moon, and the stars
But all that was left was a life full of scars.
Quitting the company...I did for us
After too many minuses vs. one plus.

I tried to win your heart, again
But the hurt went so deep, you couldn't begin.
So, that night I would have made a choice
Yet, I needed to hear just one friendly voice.

Calling Bob, but only Linda was home
So we chatted a few minutes, there on the phone.
After a few short minutes of conversation
She stopped me cold with her keen observation.

She spent the next minutes telling me her tale

I believe I would have done it myself that night
But her words gave me the courage to fight.
No home, no job, and collectors at the door
I would have jumped from that fourth floor.

Like a bucket of water her words woke me
A different day was dawning for me to see.
While lost and alone and really scared
I finally realized that someone cared.

Then the next big shock was given to me
By someone I'd worked with at the bakery.
"John", I started, "I don't know who else to see",
Without batting an eye, "HOW MUCH DO YOU NEED?

Another bucket of water, between the eyes.
I borrowed $200 to keep the wolves at bay
John said to call him the very next day.

He got me a job driving a truck,
On looking back, it was more than luck.
For the Lord was watching out for me
Forgiving my sins...He carried me.

Four short years our marriage lived
Too much pain for you to forgive.
Perhaps I should have fought the divorce
But I loved you too much to stay on that course.

We haven't seen each other or spoken in 40 years
Yet it still sets me to tears.
The Lord intervened thru Linda and John
I don't' even know where they may have gone.

The $200 I borrowed from John to begin
He never let me pay it back to him.
He's got to be up there with heaven's kind
If Linda's still here, she's not far behind.

The Lord moves in mysterious ways
His glory will be seen one of these days.
The gal I hurt so long ago
I love her still, tho she doesn't know.

Copyright © Dan Cwiak | Year Posted 2015