Best Scripture Poems
Her Father was the Creator
Of the heavens and the earth
He gave her all of creation
Then, in time, He gave her
His word
The Bible was His precious
Book – of grace, faith and hope
Sprinkled in Love beyond measure
Love that could even be heard
In the scriptures He breathed
Light onto everything
His gift was more than blessing
It was wise beyond description
It was inspiration and enlightenment
A gift of purity and affection
Bringing life that was a living word
Written by inspired authors
Who knew she would soon need
This gift that surpassed her
Wildest dreams
Her Father gave her a book
And it was a book of wisdom and truth
Grace bound it up in love
And prayer brought it to birth
All her heart’s hopes and desires
Her belief was like a warm fire
Sending tingles of love through her soul
And capturing her spirit in an embrace
From the psalms and praises
Flowing through the ink in His gift
The Word of God is alive
Breathing out passion for Him
The greatest giver there will ever be
The God of heaven, the Father
Of all creation
God, the Father
Gave her a book, the Bible
And it’s contents – scriptures and verses
Are more potent and powerful
Than anything she could have imagined
With love, He blessed her greatly!
“I am the way, and the truth, and the life. No one
comes to the Father except through me" John 14:6
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My life has been full of hardship and sorrow,
and sometimes I have doubted each tomorrow.
But, precious Jesus has always been by my side.
held me tight in his arms when in grief I cried.
I am sure there are many days he carried me,
for any kind of future life I just could not foresee.
I felt broken, shattered, hopeless so many times,
yet, it has been my belief and faith that ever chimes.
And I know my Jesus is the way, the truth and life,
and knowing this will bring me a heavenly afterlife.
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June 2, 2020
Poetry/Couplet/Scripture- "I am the way"
Copyright Protected, ID 20-1257-609-03
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France
Written for the Premier contest, Favorite Scripture
sponsor, Chantelle Anne Cooke
Second Place
To the Dove World Outreach Center and Westboro Baptist Church
At the Sunday gospel meeting
Coded words of hate repeating
Welcome in if you're Caucasian
Enter not if black or Asian
Sheeple purple Kool-Aid drinking
For the ones who do their thinking
Giving up their right to question
For a soothing mind possession
You'll take no vino with the host
It might offend the Holy Ghost
So you'll save your Ray-Bans for
The covered drive-thru liquor store
Come sit upon the front row pews
Be born again to hate the Jews
All brother this and sister that
Unless you wear a bishop's hat
You handle snakes and speak in tongues
But you can't even spell in one
You know a single Spanish phrase
And that's "Habla usted ingles?"
You can abuse that Venezuelan
While you worship Sarah Palin
Who can stoke your fiery yearning
For a little Koran burning
You're the lily of the valley
At the LGBT rally
In the spirit charismatic
And the gun on automatic
Time to do some holy rolling
Just outside your place of polling
In each verse and chapter quoting
Clear instructions for your voting
* Title is from The Merchant of Venice - Act 1, Scene 3
Assured in her beliefs,
My Grandma knew the score:
Not many folk would get to Heaven;
The following would be ignored.
A black man, Jew, Italian,
Catholic, Greek, or Slav,
Misguided Presbyterian,
Adolescent plotting Love.
The Poor, because they should have saved,
The Rich who had too much,
The Drunkard for his need,
The Cripple for his crutch.
Soda jerks (that's bottled drink)
Beauticians? Vanity.
A neighbor Boy once sat with me
Beneath the willow tree.
All these she held apart,
In Scripture being able
Secure in righteousness to find
For diversity a label.
For In-laws she had Charity,
A level Christian measure,
Sufficient thus to demonstrate
Duty over Pleasure.
Of children, there were three,
(Increase will prevail)
Precisely formed and tolerated,
Though indeed one was a Male!
This identical deficiency
Was incumbent on her Spouse.
(Something like an in-law
Only always in the house.)
I'd have liked, Grandma, to see you greet
The missionaried Heathen
Whose Souls the eggs were sold to save.
Just who is let into your Heaven?
So cleverly you read the text,
So sweet you sang the song.
I love you, Grandma, you tried so hard
And got everything so wrong!
According to an ancient tradition
One can distinguish between two senses of Scripture
The literal and spiritual
The latter being subdivided into
Allegorical
Moral and
Anagogical senses
The profound concordance of the four senses
Guarantees all its richness to the living reading of Scripture in the Church
The literal sense is the meaning conveyed by the words of Scripture
And discovered byexegesis
Following the rules of sound interpretation
All other senses of Sacred Scripture are based on the literal
The spiritual sense
Thanks to the unity of Eternal God’s plan
Not only the text of Scripture
But also the realities and
Events
About which it speaks can be signs
The allegorical sense
We can acquire a more profound understanding of events
By recognizing the significance in Father Christ
Thus the crossing of the Red sea
Is a sign or type of Father Christ’s victory
And also of Christian baptism
The moral sense
Events reported in Scripture ought to lead us justly
As St. Paul says
They were written for our instruction
The anagogical sense
We can view realities and
Events in terms of their eternal significance
Leading us toward our true homeland
Thus the Church on earth is a sign of the heavenly Jerusalem
A medieval couplet summarizes the significance of the four senses
The letter speaks of deeds; Allegory to faith
The moral how to act; Anagogy our destiny
It is the task of exegetes to work
According to these rules
Toward a better understanding and
Explanation of the meaning of Sacred Scripture
In order that their research may help the Church to form firmer judgment
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Not divine enough to deliver scriptures
Just a uncommon erector or life depicter
Unapoligetically painting pictures,
that expose the sinister.
Like these spiritually damaging supposed ministers
Preying physically upon our undeserving young brothers and sisters
Or politically inspired facade motivators
Attempting to build the highest encasing for elevators
Those with unapparent inclinations to deceive the nation
I pray till incoherent no reservations relieve my brethren
Searching for something more absorbent to our children than playstation
Waiting for an understanding heaven sent blessings for the fallen
And my thought process at times transgressed
Hard fought this stress nights could not rest
Send deep breaths through chest have many regrets
light sleep distressed were blest through tests
I spill my mind on the canvas like blood from open arteries
To heal the blind go bloodless like twice chosen batteries
Ran races with madness the finish line held tragedies
Then escaped that sadness now I spread these realities.
Jesus can take a melted mess of human corrosion and squeegy it up... form us into a functioning human being with structure and strength; a pillar of hope for others and ourself.
Encourage one another as Christ encourages us....
Service in Christ, Faith and Works is a winning combination!!
Eternal God is the author of Sacred Scripture
The divinely revealed realities
Which are contained
Presented in the text of Sacred Scripture
Have been written down under the inspiration of Eternal Holy Spirit
They have Eternal God as their author
Have been handed on as such to the Church herself
Eternal God inspired the human authors of the Sacred books
To compose the sacred books
Eternal God chose men who
All the faculties
Powers
So that
Though he acted in them
By them
It was true authors that they consigned to writing
Whatever he wanted written
No more
The inspired books teach the truth
Since therefore all that the inspired authors
Or
Sacred writers affirm should be regarded as affirmed by the Eternal Holy Spirit
We must acknowledge that the books of Scripture firmly
Faithfully
Without error teach that truth which Eternal God
For the sake of our salvation
Wished to see confided to the Sacred Scriptures
Still
The Christian faith is not a religion of book
Christianity is the religion of the “Word” of Eternal God
A word which is not written
Mute Word
But the Word which is incarnate
Living
If the Scriptures are not to remain a dead letter
Father Christ
The eternal Word of the living Eternal God
Must
Through the Eternal Holy Spirit
Open our minds to understand the Scriptures
We say it, Victor kinda asked about it
And it's nothing new, not a surprise
The prayer God welcomes warmly
Is how Jesus taught (Gospels; Matthew's)
EXPLANATION:
1. Jesus's disciples asked in Mark 11:1-2, lord teach us to pray .... They were good Jews & observed feasts & sacrifices at the temple ( in Jerusalem) but why ask Jesus?
2. Jesus prayed to Abba Father before any decision; even the famous feeding of multitudes with one boys lunch ...Jesus offered prayers as if doing Communion. The disciples saw, observed & experienced the power Jesus got through prayer. They wanted more than RELiGION could give.
3. We all need to learn how to pray & worship, " in spirit and in truth." Jesus told this to tradition bound Jews & Samaritan's in John 4. Still. He said the Holy SPIRIT would complete his teaching (John 16:7-13). So, we ask & tell this problem to the Spirit: Holy SPIRIT of God, teach me to pray in ways that please God.
Thank you Victor B., and PS for this opportunity. I didn't know how to pray ... But learning verses from the bible is my shortcut to prayer. Quoting God's words back to him. In that way, I won't stray too far from His will. Shalom shalom & amen
Quickly and thoroughly as I possibly could
I scanned the pages in front of me.
The air, from the outset,
had been thick with dread,
in this place it often was.
So intimate and close a witness was I
that I couldn't help but wonder
if I may be incidentally decapitated
while she was pointedly decapitated.
I might or might not have wondered
if we'd all be incidentally deafened
while she was pointedly deafened.
Strands of hair, torn from her head,
waited a moment for still
before settling, alarmed and trembling,
on her shoulders,
and some on the floor.
I was so intimate and close a witness,
separated by no more
than half a tenuous yard,
and a hatred took root that day.
Quickly as I could,
it may well have been too quickly,
and thoroughly as I could,
which was not very thoroughly at all,
I scanned the pages in front of me
and wondered if I might be next.
14th August 2018
Her skin, a velvet sin, a scripture I recite with the tip of my tongue,
melts like dark chocolate, bitter and sweet on my hungry lips,
pouring confessions in breathless whispers, a dance of endless desire.
I pull her closer, white-knuckled on silk sheets,
intoxicated by the ecstasy between her thighs, a paradise lost and found,
a pleasure so intense it hurts, an echo of unshared desires.
Let me worship, adore this altar of the senses,
let me destroy and be destroyed, lose myself in your depths,
for in this ruin I find rebirth, in this chaos, the sought-after peace.
Ignorance is blindness
A lie was told in finesse
A simple truth was despised
But grace sufficed
Quenching thirsts of endless counts
It is the purest of founts
It is the word above picture
It is the scripture
Skepticism is fear
Confidence in no peer
The last friend is almost gone
But trust is reborn
A friend comes to the rescue
A friend earns rejuvenated value
It is the feel above texture
It is the scripture
Forecast is bargain
Unbound faith is slain
Worry accrues to today's fortune
But faith wakes to a hymn's tune
Whose dance is marching on
Teaching belief, not lesson
It is firm above structure
It is the scripture
Thinking 1st Timothy, 2ndTimothy, Titus
Do they help us manage church worship
"Worship", of course, includes Sunday sermon?
Clearly we are to watch, pray, test spirits
Timothy had mom & grandma as mentors
Then the Apostle-missionary Paul himself
Yet he was timid, young : "courage, love, soundness"
Were the prayers for him, Away with slave-spirit!
"Preach The Word," in seasons or not, Boldly
Bible lessons of Paul, on the Bible, plus salvation story -
Avoid debate, but share Jesus' Gospel of Grace
That everyone can be saved from hell: choose Jesus
Oh Lord, it seems to me, You are a God of pain
without which some people say there is no gain.
There is only so much that we creatures can bear
and it’s sometimes I wonder if You really do care.
Throughout the world You’re generally loved, hated or feared
and there are certain times when You are very strongly jeered.
Most people have a hard time making up their mind about You
because of the trials and tribulations that You put them through.
It seems strange and true to say that with Your almighty nature
You somewhat force people to bend to Your imposing stature.
To impress on them that You’re the Only One they should please
You have to prepare and teach them all how Your Will to appease.
Is it because of You’re being Immortal and All-knowing and we are Your heirs
that You subject us all to such rigorous training to overcome illusion’s snares?
One only has to reflect on the lives of Your so-called True Sons of the past
to realize the suffering and attainment their example on humanity has cast.
If I sound to be a little cynical towards You and seem to complain
how could You be so insensitive and not help me get rid of my pain?
Though ignorant as I am to One Who is great as You’re made out to be
please show a little more compassion to those who are helpless like me.
As life in this world demands so much of our time
is it forgetfulness of Thee that You consider a crime?!
This whole world is a cruel proving ground to one higher above
and yet it has been spoken or written that You are a God of love!
If I don’t seem to see the bigger picture now of what really goes on
then You’re held responsible for allowing this situation to drag on.
And even though You have given Teachers to show people the way
the illusion is still so strong that most get caught and lost in the fray.
Remaining a while here where they play out either minor or major roles
being only a matter of time before they too become aware of their souls.
When after much disappointment and suffering that You seem to mete out
they gradually realize by pain that this world is not what life is only about.
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Old words scribed on leaning stones
Where Scripture begs my heart to stay
Leave no impress upon my bones.
While fresh bright flowers fade away
Families die or move away,
Though grass is faithful not to stray
O’er entombed souls of yesterday
Who left God’s engraved words to stay.
Only numbers pluck my heart strings
Which John 3:16 testament promise brings.