Best Rejoice Poems
If about my death you are ever informed, my friends,
Do not shed a single tear - REJOICE!
For
In peace, at last, I will be dining in Heaven that night,
Listening to eternity's enchanting VOICE!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
02 December 2023
why do all the hills rejoice
with rivers in the north?
why bother to go racing
in a race to then 'come forth'?
where on earth's the green hill
far away outside a wall?
and how can all God's creatures
be as great as they are small?
which dancer got up early
when the world had just begun?
and why do I feel frightened
by the words "thy will be done"?
how can any fight we fight
be seen as being good?
- the young me sang about a world
I never understood.
She said,
love gives us wings
therefore lover,
we belong to the heavens...
Let us abandon
this frozen world
and fix ourselves
among the ceaseless blue stars...
Higher and higher
into the sky
you and I
will eternally fly...
Let us not
come too close to the sun
we may burn the tips of our wings
stay and be safe with me...
For in your eyes
is a burning sun
within you I find the end of space
and my wings are unpinned...
~ ~ ~
Musical notes become antidotes
Teachers become motivators of youthful hope
Symphonies become beacons from negative yoke
Musical notes dancing with poetic spoke
Wheels in the mind start yearning and turning
With praise and hope and endearments true
Reciting dreams and reciting creative desires
Making his peers expose their joyous tears
Running to better places
Knowing glory is in the effort of all smiling faces
Now hear is a young man, with goals afloat
Ignored those who tried to sink his boat
Glory sings when you see kindness ring
Not when you see little ones pretend a sting
His peers where drowned with happiness tears
Youth has its wisdom as teachers smiled in the rear
Triumph and victory all held dear
I killed the man that done me wrong
And watched until his life was gone
With my heart I cast a spell
I wished his soul descend to hell
My revenge it was complete
As his life’s blood washed the street
I thought my demons laid to rest
But something burned in my breast
In broken sleep a vision came
Of open hole with melting flame
A black clad figure called me near
I obeyed though cold with fear
‘Come and see your enemy pay’
The voice compelled I did obey
There in molten rock and fire
Tortured souls could not expire
The tongues of flame licked their flesh
As past misdeeds they did enmesh
My screaming victim I then did see
But his tortured screams came from me
And when his features I did trace
It was my own that I did face
This woeful being with evil leer
Caught my hand and pulled me near
‘Welcome to hell’ his voice did crack
As the Devil gave a fearsome laugh
I felt the heat upon my skin
As to the fire I was drawn in
‘No escape’ I heard the voice
‘For ever burn let us rejoice’
a repost to celebrate the reason for the season
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 the chorus of William Dix's carol 'What child is this...'
I see the glistening water,
I see the glittering stars...
The darkest night of the decade,
We've not yet gone through the slaughter...
I want to sleep, but can't let go
The beautiful sight, when the ship row...
Though we've worked all day and dusk,
We have the night for us to bow...
Our lives are glooming through all day,
And then comes the delicious ways,
Of making simple soup and bread,
Still we rejoice, and still, we pray…
We hear the screaming slaves all day,
And when the sombre night comes through
We let the rotten smell away,
Of bodies clinging on our way
Still, we rejoice, we think it hard,
We never let ourselves apart,
Because we know, some day, light will come,
And take all the sadness in a cart...
- Adhyatmika Tripathi
I feel the heaviness of winter is over,
snow and cold be gone until next year.
I feel Spring is here,
here in all her warming glory.
The birds are singing their little hearts out,
I am singing with them.
I feel the pretty flowers fragrance in the air,
coming from their many pretty colors.
I feel softness on my skin,
as I watch the baby bunnies scamper.
I feel lite as the cool air,
Easter is on the way.
I feel I need to rejoice,
it is a magical time of the year.
Rejoicing in life
soul’s jubilation singing
raising of voices
Praises of joy unto Him
uplifting mortal spirit
Comments: The Japanese tanka dating back to the 5th Century has a format of
five lines: the first has five syllables. The second has seven syllables. The third
has five syllables. The forth and fifth lines have seven syllables each. The
pattern is 5/7/5/7/7 for a total of thirty-one syllables. This one is about rejoicing.
Just a poetic (souper) side note courtesy chief
wordsmith brother unaware ye experienced grief
diagnosed as walking pneumonia please bull lief
yours me, he doth care and breathes sigh of relief.
Gratis the miracle of modern medicine wife
of Richard McGeehan, he offered succor
during serious bout when ye suffered strife
lovingly tendering lifelong counterpart
spelling finis regarding any galavanting nightlife
nurturing mother of their grown son (Brendan),
who immersed her whole self as housewife.
How aware ill luck of the draw
found thee inexplicably stricken
with serious malady against the law
nearly necessitating travois
(maneuvered by Kit Carson)
to transport thee to medical center.
The above stanza unbeknownst to you
analogous to current reading material
myopic eyes of mine view
historical fiction titled
"A Most Desperate Situation"
authored by Walter Cooper,
I just might maintain as keepsake
among various and sundry other books
lined up like soldiers upon shelved queue.
Courtesy perusing selective material
not so much to become boastful
self pedagogical ace,
but merely to expand knowledge base,
whereby latest erudition
preoccupies mindscape with displace
called realm of imagination
allowing, enabling, and providing me
to travel into hyperspace
only welcoming family members
like thee dear sister into myspace
a beloved sibling
thirteen plus months older
glad ye got begat December 1st, 1959
whereby ye got fifty two plus weeks headstart
to join (chance throw of genetic dice)
entrance into human race.
Though Amelie Beth Harris-McGeehan born
more than three score and three years ago
if series of unfortunate events would befall thee,
this sole brother would certainly mourn
and with futility emasculate and scorn
himself until... his own plaque
designating his buried cremains
in lieu of tombstone worn.
Most cherished of thoughts, ideas abloom,
spreading, expanding
Overcoming harsh crushing repression,
breaking loose into a fluffy
sacred cloud bound emancipation
Liberation! My spirit takes flight, light,
mellow, blithe and callow
No longer crushed prostrate
'neath the crushing tyranny of the basis gossip
I inhale an atmosphere crisp and fresh,
bounding upward, deep into the wide blue yonder
Grace most astounding ecstatic!
Voices mocking, condemning now stilled-upward
I soar toward a far more welcoming place than
I have ever known
Rejoice!
Jesus made it clear to love one another
but sometimes this can be very hard
only when the holy spirit enables you
to love your enemies like no other
We need also not to rejoice
when we see these enemies fall
be sure never to wish for bad
things too that they won't stall
Remember the words of the Lord Jesus
to love our enemies doing them good
if they have a need you must meet it
no matter how you feel even in a mood
Forgiveness is an act you must do
as Peter asked Jesus how often do I
forgive one that offends me so
seventy times seven was His reply
Remember God's great word of command
love God fully with all of your heart
and your neighbour as yourself
this honours God in no small part
("Do not rejoice when your enemy falls,
and let not your heart be glad when he stumbles,")
Proverbs 24: 17 (esv)
Praise be the Lord! Hallelujah!
Praise be the Lord! Hallelujah!
Praise be the Lord! Hallelujah!
Praise be the Lord! A-Men! A-men!
Rejoice in the Lord! Alleluia!
Rejoice in the Lord! Alleluia!
Rejoice in the Lord! Alleluia!
Rejoice in the Lord! A-men! A-Men!
Victory! Belongs to the Lord God Almighty!
Forever! And Forever!
Victory! Belongs to the Lord God Almighty!
Forever! And Forever!
Victory! Belongs to the Lord God Almighty!
Forever! And Forever!
Victory! Victory Belongs to the Lord God Almighty!
Forever! And Forever More A-men! A-men!
Almighty God! Victorious Lord and King!
And He will Rule over Heaven and Earth!
Forever! And Forever! More! A-Men! A-Men!
Love in Christ Jesus!
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 1954/ October Country
February 14, 2020
rejoice in the Lord
oh my soul
rejoice in the Lord
he made me whole
rejoice in the Lord
sing his praise
rejoice in the Lord for always
rejoice in the Lord
he has made me glad
rejoice in the Lord
I no longer feel sad
rejoice in the Lord
sing his praise
rejoice in the Lord for always
rejoice in the Lord
oh my soul
rejoice in the Lord
he has made me whole
rejoice in the Lord
sing his praise
rejoice in the Lord for always
rejoice in the Lord
sing his praise
rejoice in the Lord
for always
rejoice in the Lord
sing his praise
rejoice in the Lord for always Amen
Philippians 4:4
Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice!
Psalm 5: 11
But let all who take refuge in you be glad; let them ever sing for joy. Spread your protection over them, that those who love your name may rejoice in you.
Psalm 4: 7
You have given me greater joy than those who have abundant harvests of grain and new wine.
Psalm 150
1
Praise the Lord
Praise God in his sanctuary;
praise him in his mighty heavens.
2
Praise him for his acts of power;
praise him for his surpassing greatness
3
Praise him with the sounding of the trumpet,
praise him with the harp and lyre,
4
praise him with timbrel and dancing,
praise him with the strings and pipe,
5
praise him with the clash of cymbals,
praise him with resounding cymbals.
6
Let everything that has breath praise the Lord
Praise the Lord
romans 5
3 Not only so, but we also glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; 4 perseverance, character; and character, hope. 5 And hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured out into our hearts through the Holy Spirit, who has been given to us.
Why does hatred bloom where two lovers stand
vowing only to cherish each other forever?
When it is love and hope that brought them together,
why do hoards of people want their union banned?
Just because it is a love they cannot understand?
Does it somehow make their lives a little bit better
keeping different drummers from marrying ever?
And here I thought we lived in a free land.
Why must we put restrictions on how people love?
Why does homosexuality scare people so?
Consenting adults should be allowed their own choice.
I’ll leave moral judgment to the heavens above,
but this is one thing that I certainly now know -
a union of any two lovers is a cause to rejoice.
Written and posted on 4/29/2014 for Craig Conrish's "Miltonic Sonnet" contest.