Best Matthew Poems

Jesus Christ the incarnate son of God
one with the father in heaven above
while on earth displayed all godliness
showing to all mercy and love

This Christ displayed His power
performing wonders for all to see
but humbly meek in all He did
casting out demons setting captives free

On one occasion...

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Matthew, Beautiful with his hazle, brown, green, eyes.

He has been a favorite of the ladies since my mom brought him home.

The darkness of the brown in his skin, but the light in to, is so raidient.

He can make one laugh, like no one else. 

He's...

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God has shown in His holy word
there is only one sure way to life
a life that's eternal to the full
for all other ways just bring strife

Jesus has said when here on earth
to find me enter by the narrow gate
never choose any roads of twists and...

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Rode around Essex with murder in mind
With evil followers from town to town
Matthew Hopkins was the worst of his kind
Hunting for witches that he could take down.

Towns people would say that woman's a witch
She'd then be tortured until she confessed
Then hanged until death and thrown...

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Helpless Feelings of Matthew

Above the black clouds of Matthew,
Angels are singing heavenly melodies,
It is golden there, and winds do not dare
To disturb such tranquility.

They are loving those into their arms,
One by one from this thing unexplained,
Only that it stops the race’s arrogance,
What mattered money or...

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This world promises no guarantees
for we know not how long we've got
every breath is a gift from above
till that day when we reach the final spot

When Jesus was here on earth
He clearly made His message known
that one day He'd return to judge
this world in respect...

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No rift in the unthawing ice
The sled took dark matter over crystals of snow
Here the water's thin bonds sufficed
And the one who led was the one who should know
There was no glory in the game
For him, a southern heart seeking a northern pole
Of stars when...

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Although the right path in life is very narrow and difficult, I'm glad to be on that right path.....

Matthew 7:13-14

As we skip along
Going our merry way
In the journeys of life
Living day by day

Smelling sweet flowers
Or seeing a rainbow
To give us a big smile
So no one...

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Blessed are the poor in spirit.  
Theirs is God’s kingdom.
Many blessings from God… 
They shall receive them!

Blessed are they who mourn. 
 They shall be comforted.
In the loving arms of Jesus, 
they shall be well rested!

Blessed are the meek. 
 They shall inherit the...

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God calls His own people to live
a life that bears real good fruit
fruit that comes from true living tree
both connected at it's very root

We need to be rooted in Christ
living for Him surrendered to His will
filled with His spirit display His love
hoping expectantly for His...

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Today is a great man’s birthday
I wish he were here to know
That not a day goes ever by
That I don’t love him so
He means, not meant, the world to me
He’ll always be close by

So, brother, Matthew, in Heaven you are
Happy Birthday, I say, with teary...

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Hurricane Matthew

Mother Nature's 

devastation,  you leave behind    with your rage

Why do you leave so many homeless with your behavior?

What had we all done to wake your havoc?

The floodgates in the sky have opened.

Like a thief    you break-in violating...

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He forced his way in 
'Matthew' they said his name was 
He completely blew a hole in our lives 
Obliterating out modest homes 
Like a deck of cards 
life was tumbling before our eyes 
Those who tried to stand firm against him 
were picked up...

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In the beautiful, grand stillness 
Of a place for the transcendent, 
Like a lately-faded illness 
Seems the ugliness of now,
And I dare not look behind me, 
Lest the simpering of the finite, 
In the form of unctuous daylight 
Beat its hatred on my brow.

The solemnity...

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Plea of the 'Bruised Reed' 

 On my knees; my head low
What to say I don't know
Can not speak yet it seems
though no words my heart screams 

But that's the sound you hear
more than a word spoke clear 
Each tear rings as stirred chimes
Each one...

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