Family Bible Poems | Examples

These Family Bible poems are examples of Bible poems about Family. These are the best examples of Bible Family poems written by international poets.


ABRAHAMS CHILDREN

The children of Abraham are a force, sent by Gods word and walk with all of his force. 
Like a triangle, we do have points, sometimes we can hurt, and also cut into the earth. 
We are passionate about our God, and we bow down and pray for all of God’s blessing while on this earth. 
Abraham’s children, are Gods children called forth by his will, making us have a desire that is instilled. 
Instilled with a desire to please God, and follow all of his words. 
Words of law, and of prayer, we love and follow all of God commandments. 
We bow in prayer, and ask God to lead us in our thoughts and to shield us from all of our enemies that try to do us harm. 
Like walking through fire, we remember our teaching that tell us of the many trials we must face, we pray for all of our success. 
Success in life and family and love, may we forgive and love each day. 
Each day may we love each other, and our earth and all of life’s blessings. 
We the servants of God, Thank God today and always, as we walk home to our forever place in the sky.


Story Of Pat

Story of pat,

Can you hear the sirens?
The old mans values engulfed with burning lust of minors,
Patrick’s family left in suspense & deprived,
Waiting to hear news, if their son is alive.

Peter 5:8 of the bible reads the devil walks among us,
I have met him in a house on fifth street living just behind us,
Across the road from a park there is a house of sin,
This is where a dark story in my life will begin.

Twenty- two years have gone by,
For Pat, his life stolen at the age of 9,
PAEDOPHILE, PAEDOPHILE, PAEDOPHILE! You took more than a life,
But if we tell anybody that you touched us, we will get in strife, right?

Twenty-two years later a neurological hijacking of a memory I must revise,
Tearful compassion as I feel the pain for Pats horrific demise,
I am sorry to the family if they find this written poorly,
“This is Emergency can I ask who is calling”....
Can you hear the sirens?

Troy.B.
© Troy Berra  Create an image from this poem.

Premium MemberAlone in the Cemetery

"...Or ever the silver cord be loosed, or the golden bowl be broken, or the pitcher be broken at the fountain, or the wheel broken at the cistern. [7] Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was: and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it." ~Ecclesiastes 12:6-7 KJV Bible


 he isn't there...
i remind myself again
must keep from digging and digging...
and climbing in with him

"absent from the body...
present with the Lord"
i repeat this Biblical mantra...
my mental shield and sword

it hurts me so to see his grave...
so lonely in our cemetery 
a gentle meadow close to home...
the peaceful plot where he's buried

when it is our time, my husband and i...
we wish to be cremated
our remains mixed with soil and seed...
and thus to grow and life created

two stately trees, that reach up high...
our limbs~ his head stone shade
and pointing to our heavenly home... 
and to our baby boy... not in his grave.

A Father's Words to the Children, Grandchildren he Loves

My children this is dad, whenever you are sad,
Talk to God, he will listen to you.
Think of something to say, to Him everyday.
At this age, that's what I try to do.
I can say this is true, He keeps his word to me and you,
Throughout my life he always did.
He spoke to my mind, every night at bedtime,
When I was a little kid.
You won't have a clue, when He's speaking to you,
His who, what, why, where, and when's.
When you spend so little time with Him on your mind,
But all day you'll it's your phone and your friends.
The One who took clay, to make humans one day,
Then gave us His lifegiving air.
But we choose to repay, by watching TV everyday,
To our Creator, we hardly even care.
The older you get, each day you will regret,
That you didn't give Him much of a try.
That question will haunt you, again and again,
As you lay awaiting to die.
I use to serve trays at the Bay Pines VA,
For some patients I was the last person they'd see.
They had regrets for the God whom they neglect 
Saying, I hope he has forgiven me.
Family is important, so are people and friends.
You might not see God now.
But you will when your life ends.
Love Dad...

Premium MemberHERE I AM LORD

Front and Center
Needing your guidance
Wanting your wisdom and understanding
I Stand
I Bow
I pray
The uncertainty I feel
A tomorrow I don’t
Today being a question
Needing your direction
I am a servant from a spiritual family
Society speaks of another king
But I know you are the true and sustaining Savior
Foundation strong
I am in your hands where I belong

I am often criticized
I stand as a Christian Warrior Soldier
Faith focused
Praying for all mankind
You are the Savior always honest and genuine
Merciful and kind
There are times of doubt
That needs to be worked out
Open my understanding
Let the spiritual virtues cut through all the struggles
Firm and solid
Turn my enemies into my foot stool
I am no fool
I stand in need of
Lift me up Lord
Your divine accord
Thank you Lord


My Prayer

Heavenly Father Thank you for all you had done for me.
You Opened my eyes to let me see
Gave me air so I can breathe
Put life in me to let me be.
I come to you as a sinner
So maybe someday, I can be a winner.
I cry you your name so I can at peace. 
My depression, Suicidal thoughts and pain can all cease.
My anger in my heart issues is something I can control
My mental state is taking its toll.
So please bring peace to me, My family and all my people I know. 
Help me find my faith and my inner glow.
Show me compassion and let negativity go
Bless my heart and My son's heart to the end
In your name and your son's...I say Amen.

The Cross

I've Been carrying a Cross,

Built over the years.

Constructed by,

My Burdens and Fears.

Its dragging behind me,

Within this perfect design.

A crucified Mind,

Tries to Realign,

I was running blind.

Tears fill my eyes,

Myself I Brutalize.

The GOD inside Cries,

When I've fallen down,

And heavy thoughts,

Peirce my crown,

Thorns all around.

The trumpets Sound,

There's no Time now.

Get off The Ground,

Plow Ahead,

You're not Dead.

Dreading what's been said,

Rejected,

I raise my Head.

A Proud Man covered in red.

The Past is being Reflected,

Just as expected.

Nailed to the Tasks at Hand,

I do what I can,

To understand,

My part in the Plan.

Awaiting the Command,

I feel it Sinking in.

Blood soaked land,

Covers where I stand.

The thorn in Their side.

The Time is at hand,

I rise, Unified.

Letting it all go,

Giving into the Flow.

Now Becoming Whole,

Seeing my true potential.

Life is sequential,

And The Cross,

Was only Mental.

Migrates

Remember 
You
Were
Migrates 
In
A
Foreign 
Land

Motherhood Credits

Motherhood Credit
Is when you have lack of sexual activity and partners, passion, limited work options, Love, Fake Double imposter and Dating Time, Wear and Tear health and Food, depression, Debt, life experience, being stood up and call weird or to grieve, foot pain and physical pain, period pains, broken promises, baby daddy walkouts, never get the ring, from being a mom for the 1983's only (for the one that define the word ) for lifetime credit and sure be compensate for finances, healthcare, Fashion and dreams and goals in life etc.

This is for Sheena A Moore
My Motherhood credit never got the chance to experience any of my single life but still feel robbed in life.

Premium MemberPASSING STORM

Circumstance
Situation
Outcome
These were the storms in my life
Darkness and Death were closing in
Uncertainty of light through my tunnel
Desperation on family minds
Doctor’s thoughts in prepare for a Funeral
Their give up
Faith must be connected to hope
Heaven would have the last word
My Grandmother who was spiritual strong questioned the Doctor’s analysis
She started looking into the Lord’s intervention
The Lord’s revelation, “I would pass this storm and many in overcoming”
A storm that was casted over my life had disappeared
Blessings were restored one after another
A man upstairs holding the key to answers the Doctor’s didn’t understand
The storms were a call to the Lord’s miracles in what he alone establishes
Storms and rainbows work together
My rainbow being live on and fulfill on goodness
My today with many tomorrows to be
I am still standing
I give the recognition and praise to the highest
My passing storm a reminder.

Premium MemberSad and Painful Tears For Haiti At Xmas

The nonstop negative news or publicities on Haiti
Hurt tremendously and disturbingly
The relentless or constant bashings of all Haitians
Twinge and twist my heart like cancer patients
On their death beds, who are resigned, hopeless
Penniless, helpless, and spiritless.

Haiti needs a mega break from all the powerful parasites
That are still exploiting our precious resources at countless sites
While concomitantly exploring and impoverishing our peasants
Our innocent siblings who perilously work for crumbs and cents.

It is time that all truths are spoken or be told
It is time that we unearth, unfurl or unfold
All vile plots so the world can witness the premeditated lies.

Papa Noël is a well designed invention in disguise
At Christmas time, the hurts are excruciating
And the misery is objectionable and nauseating.

Copyright © December, 2021, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.

Premium MemberPRAYING FOR A PASTOR, CHOSEN BY GOD

Praying for a Pastor, chosen by God
Heavenly Father, we come to You, with Thanksgiving in our hearts
We come, giving You the glory, honor and praise
Putting You, Father, on the increase and us on the decrease

Praying for a Pastor, chosen by God
Father continue to bless our Pastor,man of God, with Your infinite wisdom
Keeping him focused on Your word and Your will
Using the word of God, which is truth, to guide and direct his path

Praying for a Pastor, chosen by God
Uplift him when life seems down
Continue to touch his heart and mind
Covering him with Your mercy and grace

Praying for a Pastor, chosen by God
Filling him with the Holy Spirit and discernment of Your word
Father sustain his confidence, courage and power
Lay a hedge of protection around him and his family, keeping them safe from harm

Praying for a Pastor, chosen by God
Lord bless his congregation with thy word
Using his spiritual gifts and talents
We ask these blessings in Your Son, Jesus name
Praying for a Pastor, chosen by God
© Floyd Neal  Create an image from this poem.

Telma


Telma
People call me the firstborn  
But in the warmth of this cold, I know it was you  
The world wasn’t too kind to you  
Releasing rivers of tears from father and mother  

And so, I dance with sadness in silence  
Like someone embracing the echo of a goodbye,  
Hoping that in this heavy emptiness  
While your silence screams in my chest  
I walk alone, carrying you with me  

Our future, a broken mirror  
In every shard, a joyful smile has left  
The past whispers, the present stays silent  
Between us, an empty scaffold is built  
Banning the outpourings of a beloved brother  

That’s how it is, as one flower blooms, another dies,  
But in your departure, our love withered  
I don’t blame you, I’ll dance in the void you left  
With a face flooded with tears in the desert  

Our reunion, my tender longing  
I walk in this darkness lit by your cold warmth  
Telma, evil gifted us a sad feast  
But God has reserved for us a banquet of happiness

ON THE ROAD HOME

As I walk along this dark road
It's raining out and I'm cold
I don't know where this road is going to take me
There are no certain guarantees
Even with my depression
I still hope I have a chance to get to Heaven
For most of my life I try to follow God's rules
I know there are many people
That I have met that have different views
Their opinions I will always listen to and choose
I don't believe in fighting or killing
I always believe in love and forgive
I feel like I did a good job as a family man
I raise my family with a perfect plan
This road has led me to a lot of detours
Sure I had a lot of tears and fears
I know these detours will take me in the right direction
For God, I might have one question
Did I do enough to get to Heaven

ON MY VERY LAST DAY

If today was my very last day
All of my love will be on full display
I would tell you I love you so much
As my heart has a great rush
I will miss my family and friends dearly
To my very end
In Heaven, I will remember the great times together
And these will always be my happiest treasure forever
In my last hours, I want to hold you and never let you go
Just like all the years ago
In my last minute of life don't be sad or mad
In the end, I want you to understand truly 
Just remind your friends and family I'm never far away
Because I'm in each one of your hearts, and I'm here to stay
For family and friends always open your lovely heart
No matter how tough it may be for you
Take advantage of every moment that you get
Because you never know that moment may be your last

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