Best Faithjesus Poems


Jesus Is the Anchor of My Soul

jesus is my anchor in the time of storm.
he calm the rageing wave of life sea,
and when it seen like there no light,
there a lighthouse the savour who is jesus,
he will light up my pathways that i might see.
my archor hold becuse jesus is the archor of my soul.
tho the storm rageing and there seen like there  no hope,
i just look up to jesus for he is in the mist of my storm.
my anchor hold for jesus is the archor of my soul.
Form: Rhyme

"our Little Church"

Our little church is filled with the rich and poor.
We feel no one's better as you come through these doors.
Were a small church but we do our best.
Putting our congregation to the test.
The time has come for you to be a winner.
Give your life to the Lord and don't be a sinner.
Bow your head to Jesus Christ and praise his name.
Accept Jesus Christ into your life and show no shame.
When life's hard we put it in the Lord's hands.
Believe your faith and follow his footprints
                  in the sand.
Jesus is in our hearts,soul and mind.
His word makes us loving,caring and kind.
     Teresa Skyles   15-May-10
Form: Rhyme

It Wasn'T the Nails

It wasn’t the nails that held Jesus to the
Cross. He could have come down but my 
Soul would be lost. The ransom was so high
Only he could have paid the cost. He paid the 
Price to set me free, from addictions fear and
Countless things from A to Z.

The celebration of the cross, all he ask in return
That the word, the anointing, his presence we yearn.
Simply live in my heart to have and to hold,
That whatever I ask, will receive freely and bold.

Enjoy your chocolate, but do remember Christ,
Some prefer chocolate and say they are nice,
Easter the cross, death, resurrection now am free
Take the world but give me Jesus that will suffice
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Being Rich

I dont want fame or fortune, i dont want money or wealth. I just thank father God, that i 
have him and my health.

To have a vast fortune would sadden me you see, to be rich beyond compare, would make 
me loose sight of the one true treasuer in my life. That is to  know my lord jesus christ.

Being rich makes you blind, being rich keeps you in a bind. So i say thank you, but  not for 
me. Jesus is enough  for me.

More Precious Than Gold.

I’ve always wanted to do the right thing, 
I love to do things like write, and sing;
But when I think of all those in need, 
I want to go out and do the good deed. 

Jesus told me to be a shining light,
To go out and show the people what’s right. 
It burns in me to do Gods perfect will,
And his perfect will with his help I’ll fulfill. 

I will preach Jesus Christ to the lost, 
And tell them how he paid the cost; 
For all their sins, and all of mine,
And I’ll tell them of his love divine.

In Jesus happiness you will find,
He’ll erase your past from your heart and mind;
When we stumble He’ll hold our hand,
When we fall He’ll help us stand.

I want to share the truth with all, 
With young and old, big and small,
A life like that will never get old,
A friend like that’s more precious than Gold.
Form: Rhyme

The Spoken Word

I saw a child cry out in pain,
The mothers tears she could not refrain.
His hurt they said was beyond repair,
The mother cried out to the Lord, this is too much for me to bear.

Then a peace came upon the boy,
His little face suddenly beamed with joy.
He said momma did you see Jesus holding my hand?
He said I’m okay and that some things were not for us to understand.

She called for the doctor and he quickly returned,
And he examined the boy with new tests, he was amazed, he was concerned.
There is not a trace, it’s gone, and I don’t understand why,
All the previous tests, they do not lie!

The previous diagnosis for the boy was grim,
It was consuming his body and had crippled his limbs.
A tumor so large embedded deep in the lads brain,
How could it disappear, not a single trace did remain.

Jesus can cure with just a spoken word, if we have faith and we believe,
From the darkest of darkness, he will be our light, he will not leave.
Our love and respect is such a small price to pay,
Let Jesus be the light that lights your way.
Form: Verse


Easter

Easter isn't just  about chocolate
or little fluffy bunnys too
it's about Jesus dying for me
and Jesus dying for you
we have been redeemed we have been set free
Jesus is for you and Jesus is for me
he paid  the highest price he wiped our slate clean
you are forgiven no matter where you have been
so if you looking for answers or you feeling at a loss
 just  look to the cross
Jesus welcomes us with open arms 
he will always be by our side 
Easter is a time that
it's  for you that Our Lord died.



Come now, let’s settle this,”
says the Lord.
“Though your sins are like scarlet,
I will make them as white as snow.
Though they are red like crimson,
I will make them as white as wool.

 Therefore, since we have been made right in God’s sight by faith, we have peace with God 
because of what Jesus Christ our Lord has done for us. Because of our faith, Christ has brought 
us into this place of highest privilege where we now stand, and we confidently and joyfully look 
forward to sharing God’s glory. (Romans 5:1-2)  Amen
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Good Night Mom

As she laid there dying I prayed,
       I prayed that her pain would go away.
She was scared and afraid of what was to come,
       because of her past and all that she'd done.
I told her that she didn't need to fear,
       that Jesus was with her holding her near.
His Love would overcome all that she'd known,
       and soon it would be over and she could come home.
Home to her sister and brother, father and mother.
       It had been so long since they where all together.
The devil once controlled her with "additive behavior"
       but now she had Jesus Christ our Lord and Savior.
And now she could rest with the peace of mind,
       that one day we would all meet on the other side.
I wished her a good night with a kiss on the head,
       told her I loved her and let go of her hand.
                  She was more that a mother to me,
                                        she was my Mom.

Damaged Beyond Repair

People have told you and given you compliments;
 in one ear and out of the other.
You did not see that beauty within yourself,
you did not want to rise above another.

Mentally damaged to the point of it becoming very hard,
to see any good or worth within you.
A small amount saw any good or enough to lend any helps,
a right perception was only of a few.

Not seeing myself as any more good,
to others, or at times, even unto myself but;
I must keep in mind that my Lord Jesus Christ,
has not just left me alone to myself.

He has a use and mission for you,
you must be broken in order to be made.
Stripped down to nothing in order have something,
for with His life, your ransom was paid.

You must forget what you know in order to be taught,
you must repent or you as clay will harden the wrong way;
for then you will not be worth nothing,
but to be broken, destroyed and  thrown away.

As the Potter molds the clay that is he is working with,
working with it on what we call the Potter’s wheel.
Defects will often sometimes appear to the potter,
this is when the Potter works you as His creation when the defects are revealed.

Always remember, the Potter has the power over the clay,
the power to build it up or the power to tear it down.
Just as Jesus has the power to forgive sin,
that would make you no longer hell bound.

There is no place lower than hell,
this place Jesus has already went.
To give to those souls down there an opportunity also,
for to heal those damaged goods He went.
Form: Rhyme

Relationship Not Religion

Jesus didn’t shed his blood 
So we can be self righteous and
 Religious. But to have a close intimate
Relationship with him.

So then who qualifies for Salvation?
A new start, complete forgiveness, and
To be set free.  Because of Jesus the 
Amazing answer is EVERYONE and that
Include me.

Going to church won’t make me a Christian
Neither having a bumper sticker or Jesus pin
That says I am saved. It’s my affiliation with 
Christ  at  work, in the grocery store, in traffic 
 and overall the Godly way I behave.
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It Almost Over

It almost over I feel your love all around surrounding me.
With your amazing grace you fill my life with so much love,
peace and joy. Out of the blue you came into my heart with love I could not understand. It almost over.
This world of so many wars and violence ,and mistrust.
I can see it ending it almost over .I am so glad I will not be left behind. You climb every  mountain with me and go through the deepest valleys, never leaving my side and for that I love you .
If you do not know who I am speaking of it is Jesus my friend.
He will never leave you-so come to the winning side because Jesus is waiting .

Premium Member The Road To Recovery

THE ROAD TO RECOVERY


On the road to recovery
You'll be taught what to do
You will find along the way
God's grace is sufficient for you

As you travel down this pathway
There are many you will find
To lift you up when you are down
And always treat you kind

Keep Jesus in the forefront
Let Him be your guide
He'll lead you as you let Him
You will not be denied

Keep your hand on the plow
Don't stop – don't look back
With Jesus walking with you
You'll always be on track

Share your recovery with others
As others have shared with you
And you'll help them to discover
That Christ will see you through


	Curtis Moorman
	25 June 2011
	CR Seminar
	Franklin, Tennessee
Form: Rhyme

Justified

we are justifed through Jesus Christ

when we give our life to Jesus we are born again we are free from sin, we are justified 
through his blood JUST AS IF I'D never sinned, we are totaly free and we are dead to the 
world but we become alive in the Lord Jesus. Amen.
Form: Rhyme

I Think Jesus

I Think Jesus


I think Jesus knows I’m nuts
so why would he arraign me 
in front of all those saints on high 

so sane they’ll never see me 
skipping down the road  at dawn
and not a soul behind me. 

Funnel clouds may tear through hell 
but not the ones inside me. 
They come and go all on their own 

as if  they can’t abide me. 
Today they’re off to New Orleans
so batten down the hatches.

When they return they’ll churn again
whirligigs inside me. 
Yet every day when I get up

I know this much for certain: 
I think Jesus knows I’m nuts
so why would he arraign me?


Donal Mahoney
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Premium Member Let the Trumpets Sound

If all is lost and all is bleak
and new beginnings in life you seek
The future's empty,looking grim
Cast all your cares upon Him

Come,come,to Emannuel
    rejoice in fellowship this Noel
Praise,Praise as blessings flow,
    when Jesus Christ,you begin to know

When sorrow's sadness sears your heart
you need someone to take your part
If trials and troubles break you in two
turn to God,and be born anew

Come,come,to Emannuel
    rejoice in fellowship this Noel
Praise,Praise as blessings flow,
    when Jesus Christ,you begin to know


Sung to the air:Greensleeves

Inspired by th chorus of William Dix's carol 'What child is this...'
Form: Quatrain

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