Best Upliftingprayer Poems
Stay humble, my friend for trouble lasts for a while.
This life horrors us with many tests and trials.
Alone you may think you are, but don't fret.
Your enemies will soon be your footstool.
Honesty,courtesy, and prayer are are some components of humility.
Understanding yourself as well as others also plays a part.
Memorize these instructions, which are a good tool.
Be kind and wise,observant strong and quiet, too.
Learning and living by the of God is the best facility and
Example for yourself and the rest to be and to stay in the act of humility.
wrote Spring 2004
while student @ ULM
I am so glad to be here,
With eyes so bright – they swirl of chocolate.
Content and breathing.
Thank you.
Thank you for these small feet and cute black painted toe-nails
That can fit into shoes and leave foot prints on
Rough gilded grains of sand.
Thank you for these legs, yes they may be skin and bone.
Faded and outworn, and not at the exact height I want them to be.
Still, they run around fields in PE class. They perfectly lean
And bend, when I drop a coin.
Thank you for this stomach.
This small round belly, with a beautiful belly button in the center.
Thank you, now I can eat all I want, and laugh so hard that this tummy aches.
This belly has held butterflies, and delights I have over indulged in.
Thank you for these arms, with white hands on their edges.
These arms they can embrace mama.
These hands they can make Zeina a cup of soup when she gets the flu.
These fingers they can hold Mont Blanc pens and wear engagement rings.
They can make pinky promises and wipe off salty tears.
Thank you for these lips that can smile to lonely strangers.
Sip on straws, and release teeth that munch on saggy pizzas.
Thank you, now I can kiss dad goodbye on the cheek, and teta hello on the forehead.
And with the power of vocal strings, and sound waves I can read,
Scream while watching Saw III,
and sometimes, speak my mind.
Thank you for these ears, pierced three times on the right side, and four times on the left
side.
Thank you, now I can hear the call for prayer when I wake up at sunrise.
Now I can listen to Chet Baker!
I can hear jokes,
And sometimes eavesdrop on others when it’s really
None of my business.
Thank you for these eyes,
That helped me see too little
Or sometimes, too much.
They have gushed joy and trapped tears.
Thank you for this conscience.
It bubbles with scruples.
That goad me to apologize and sympathize.
Thank you, now I can give that destitute man at the subway the coats I had
But never really wore.
Thank you for this heart that loves and hates,
Grudges and forgives.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
I am so glad to be here,
With eyes so bright – they swirl of chocolate.
Content and breathing.
In the presence of battle
Surrounded by smoke
Everything goes silent
Your heart pounds
As you realize
For a minute that you are alone
On that battlefield
Risking it all
For the fate of your country
You are a soldier
A soldier of God
And then you pray
Kneeling on the ground
Hands clasped
That minute stretches on
Forever praying
Then you march
Onward and fight
The fight of faith
Guided by that holy light
It seems all will see
At one point
Finally, that prayer seems to make the difference
As you win that battle
I pray to The Lord to thank Him,
for gifts He provides each day.
A prayer of thanksgiving to Jesus,
for the blessings He sends my way.
I thank you Lord for the lesser things,
and not think it so odd,
for I know that even the smallest,
is given by The Grace of God.
Thank you for a stove and a pantry...
for a blanket, pillow, and bed...
for clean sheets, warm covers, and pajamas,
and sending my daily bread.
Thank you for washcloth and towels...
for soap, a tub, and sink...
for tube of toothpaste and toothbrush,
and a faucet of cold water to drink.
I have taken so much for granted,
hardly given it much thought,
but from now on I will pray to thank you Lord,
for these lesser blessings wrought.
I have prayed a prayer of thanksgiving,
for provisions The Lord has given;
may we promise and always remember,
to be grateful thankful children!
Milton L. Delgado
February 19, 2008
Paradise
paradise is just a prayer away.
Jesus will forgive all your sin, that was his plan from the start.
When he gave his life on cavalry, for us so we could be forgiven.
Now we are able to see paradise.
Which is heaven holy city where no more tears can enter in.
within it’s gates is peace and love, joy forevermore with Jesus love all around us.
Like the sun shining on a bright summer day.
Warm are bodies and soul that tell us to enter in.
We see the sun shining on the dove, that fly’s in bright blue sky, over our heads and into God’s mighty hand.
Which cover all our sins, may God bless all of us that we might enter in, the gates of paradise into
Gods mighty hands.
I wrote this prayer for you today
and I hope that you didn't mind
but I thanked the Lord for the poetry soup community
and for you wonderful people so talented and kind
I asked that those who Don't know the Lord would feel his Love and Compassion through our
poems and somehow answer his call
but most of all I asked the Lord that he would bless you all.
God bless you All and may His Peace and Love be with you All both now and forevermore.
Amen
it's a blessing being here sharing with each other all kinds of poems and you all are a
blessing to All. take care from Diane