Best Upliftingheaven Poems
In our little Arkansas Dover town, we never clown around, about the sacrifice
Christmas is about Christ, and his great love, which suffices
We live and let live, to our charities we give, for in heaven above
It's all about Love, refining one's self, to enjoy in Dove, who is love
We put down the mind of strife, we celebrate Christ's birth
The sacrifice, `tis about life, and knowing it’s worth
Increasing our unction, never to wane, the Lamb's fame
In public we still pray, at our functions we still say, “in the Name”
In celebration of Love's life, we give up, all of our means
No hazing, it's amazing, all over town, Nativity scenes
To suffices our worship, the special day is necessary
Signs of heaven, Love's leaven, the Babe, and mother Mary
The Father, the Son, the Holy Ghost, some don't want to get even close, (or near)
For they fear, the special day of love's cheer, unto Christ, so dear
Have a very, very, merry, Christmas, Devonshire, to heaven for sure, and to all at Soup
Now year is close to over, don't be a rover, please visit Dover, “old Moses love scop”
10-16-09 For Carolyn's Christmas contest
4th placement
Bear no grudge to anyone, nor fear man’s puny wrath
Who makes the thunders roll, or quiet it’s rumbling sounds
Who breathes the breath of life, or takes it with a word
Who makes the winds to blow, or calms the troubled seas
Who fed the children of Israel with manna, when from Egypt they did flee
Who feeds the lilies of the fields, who give the birds their seeds
Who fills the rain with nourishment, then on the fields they gentle fall
Who makes the goats to bring forth kids and the sheep to have its kind
Who makes a woman to have a child and a man the father of it be
Who holds the seas to shore and the river banks from overflowing
Who spreads the stars in space and holds the moon in its place
Who gives earth an axis, so it can revolve around the sun
Who made the sun to rule the day and the moon to shine by night
Who was the light of day to wondering Israel and a flaming fire by night
The Lord, strong and mighty in battle, the Lord of Host is He
So let no one scare you into thinking, they have your life in hand
Only the God of Heaven can say how and where you go
When you put your trust in Him and your faith in Him is whole
He the maker of us be and the keeper of our ways
Bless the Lord for all His grace, in Heaven He prepares for us a place
There are Angels in Heaven, that haven't any wings.
No miracles or visions or any of those things,
that Angels are said to do, to help us along.
But, these wingless Angels, they sing the sweetest songs.
As they rock the babes in Heaven and hold them to their breast.
Fluffing the softest clouds, so as to lay their small heads to rest.
They cover them in quilts of love and tenderness.
You know these wingless Angels, are God's very best.
I know personally, four of the wingless Angels, who love their task.
I am sure they volunteered, without being asked.
Mom and Dad, Grandma and Grandpa, never needed wings,
for they were Angels while on this earth, their praises I sing.
As they rock the babes in Heaven and hold them to their breast.
Fluff the softest clouds they find, when the babes need rest.
Covering them in quilts of love and tenderness.
Yes, I know these four wingless Angels, are God's very best.
The children flock around Grandpa, to hear his silly jokes.
Watch him make bubbles float and blow multi colored rings of smoke.
Grandma and Mom, make cookies and cake, fresh from the sun.
Making sure as to not run out, sharing with everyone.
Dad is making sure the piggy back rides, never stop.
He finds the best clouds around, to bounce atop.
At night, they rock the babes in Heaven and hold them to their breast.
Gathering up the softest clouds, on which to rest.
They cover them in quilts of love and tenderness.
These four wingless Angels, are God's very best.
The journey home is a narrow road sometimes hard to travel.
But heaven is worth any trail that we may come against.
Trouble we face in life, for the love of God is don’t to much.
He says I wont but nothing on you that you can’t bear.
We have a promise of a heavenly home, where we will thirst no more, or shed another tear.
We will see Jesus the one that die for us.
By coming in this world to die, so we mite have a eternity life
in heaven above.
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Don’t leave your savior behind because the fires of hell shall you find. If you leave your savior behind, go ahead- make
your choice, but I hope you leave the fires of hell behind.
Choose your path, Walk that way but don’t close you eyes. I hope you find your way back to the cross where Jesus died for you and me, So don’t close your eyes. You are leaving your savior behind. There is a heaven and a hell I hope you choose heaven because He died for you and He has a mansion built in that holy city called heaven so don’t leave your savior behind.