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Sestina Jesus Poems | Sestina Poems About Jesus
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~In His Grace~
I'm absolutely certain that it's only by God's grace
That I could climb if I have to...that very high.. wall
God give us life all thru His loving care and fresh air
My God is really awesome, and He's loving and so very kind
And my heart with pride with all His love just swells
Because knowing and accepting His salvation makes me so happy.
In God's loving care I am always happy
Because I can depend always on His grace
God protects us and shields us from ocean's swells
And with Him we can ascend and descend any wall
He's in control of everything and the very same air
And my God is so loving forgiving and kind.
Like God's love there's no other because God is perfect and kind
And when I obey His Word and follow Him I feel very happy
God renews my heart and my lungs each day with clean air
He does it all for you and me because of His love and grace
With God by our side we can never lose but win and climb that wall
And living for God is better and my heart with all His love just swells.
With God's tender love and care I can forever live and my heart swells
Because I know without a doubt that His sweet love is one of its kind
And with God by my side I can climb or descend any high wall
Because God cares for you and me and that makes me really happy
Just knowing I can enjoy forever His most wonderful grace
I praise Him everyday for all the things I see,the sky, the sea... the air.
I see God's love manifested all over the earth the sea... the air
And all the creatures' hearts with God's shining love just swells
And the stars and the moon sing praises for His Mighty Creation and grace
Because of God's Love there's still Love Hopes and Dreams of every kind
Thinking of His love makes my heart day and night happy
Because God is my rock and to protect me He can build a wall.
And with God by my side I can climb and descend any high wall
He gives life to each of us everyday with tons of clean air
And when I choose to obey His Ten Commandments that makes me happy
Because with joy and serene peace my heart for God full of love swells
Knowing that God is so real, true forgiving and kind
And that I can always trust Him and enjoy forever His Blessed Grace!
With God's Grace I can descend and climb any tall wall
God fills my lungs with fresh air because He's so loving and kind
And my heart swells with all His love which makes me always so happy.
Dorian Petersen Potter
Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2015
Christmas Sestina: Stage Centre!
A Child is born! Of Life this is beginning.
His cup is to defend the truth and right.
A stable now becomes of earth the centre,
At this, as yet un-named but very first “’Christmas”.
Of pain and misery soon He’ll make an end,
For God, the Holy One, has entered time.
Some wise men saw a star, and said “It’s time
To see the newest miracle beginning –
A great King born – Oh what will be the end?
We thought that in the stars we had it right,
But what is this new saga? (Call it Christmas)
When stars show a new King at creation’s centre?”
And yes. Indeed. A scream erupts at centre
Of attention as the knife cuts deep in time.
Old Simon lives a happy day this Christmas –
Now satisfied with death, his new beginning,
While Anna cries rejoicing as the right
Messiah comes, to bring to death to end.
But this could never ever be the end
As baby Jesus will yet take stage centre,
As is his mortal destiny and right,
To come fulfill the prophecies in time,
To bring salvation as a new beginning.
Such a day will ever be known as Christmas.
Now men the whole world over celebrate Christmas.
Of blindness, ignorance now there is an end.
Of truth and life He brings a new beginning
As in the hearts of men he builds his centre.
Justice and compassion have their time,
And a man can set his Heavenly heritage right.
So know that everything will be set right
For Jesus came at night, on that first Christmas,
To start the final era – the last days of time.
His Spirit births in men who’re at an end
Of self, and who will gladly make Him centre
Of their death, and so engage the new beginning.
The earliest beginning was at Christmas.
Narcissism is right at its very end.
Now Jeshua has the centre of the stage of time.
Copyright © Helen Murray | Year Posted 2011
Many Christmas Trees are seen
around the Yule season in my city;
they all are very tall and beautiful,
but the Rockefeller Plaza's Norway spruce
is the most gigantic and spectacular
with its multicolored, gleaming bulbs.
Come to the city, where kids turn into angels:
they seem real cherubs being sent by Heaven itself,
and these angelic messengers love to play
their carols to announce Jesus joyful birth;
come closer, look up and hear those voices greatly
rejoicing in this bright corner of the earth!
Sit down in front of it and dream
of the gifts stacked underneath your pretty Christmas tree,
but the most precious is this one, only decorated with lights;
and its green color and sheer simplicity,
can begin making a glorious memory!
And which carol will you sing for the crowds?
Christmastime is a wonderful experience on New York City's streets:
stores, pubs, restaurants and shops dress up with dazzling decorations,
every street has a Santa ringing a bell and spreading good cheers;
where else can you find kind folks wishing strangers a Merry Christmas?
On Christmas Eve, Saint Patrick's Cathedral echoes with hymns...
and Child Jesus smiles at children as they caress His soft face.
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2009