Beautiful Christian Poems | Examples
These Beautiful Christian poems are examples of Christian poems about Beautiful. These are the best examples of Christian Beautiful poems written by international poets.
Anticipation
Promise made prior
No more worries
Shredding tears no more
Painless vibes
Rejoice being delivered
Actual guarantee
Far Beyond Earth
Naked human eyes can’t see
Ridges of my heart
Blessing deep down in my soul
Cries making it all possible
Meeting Christ face to face
Created me from beginning in his trace
His image and my perfection
Feeling of belonging
Preparation from birth
The day, hour and moment
Journey to everlasting
Home away from home
Heaven’s shelter
Peaceful and caring roam
My home sweet home.
Contrast
Slow flap
Slow flap
Seagull
Silent
Glides
Across the rural scene
Disturbing none
Nor menacing
Just beautiful flight
God-given.
Now look up
Thousands
Thousands
Feet above-
A man-made flight
Streaks
Four engines
Pour filthy fumes
Across
God’s perfect sky.
When the wind blows something moves
When the sun shines the light is clear
When the rain falls it wash away all debris
When wisdom comes knowledge and understanding declare
When the pass is going the present and the future is reveal
When time clicks away there is no going back
Age am I the numbers flow
Wisdom you gain or it will be lost
Time will tell what you have gained
No way can you stay the same
God has given to you that which you may claim
Only He can see where you are
Far far in the future is your home and you are not alone
Remove the negative and it will be revealed
That which He has placed His seal
"We are not just the future to come, We are 'The FutureNow'.
What we do NOW will determine WHO and WHAT we will be TOMORROW.
What I was YESTERDAY is what I am TODAY. When TODAY comes it is no longer YESTERDAY. It is TODAY and when the FUTURE comes, it is TODAY.
Stop worrying about what you did YESTERDAY and concentrate on TODAY and what you will be TOMORROW, because when TOMORROW comes it is TODAY.
The FUTURE is always in front of you and you will never catch up with it. It will always be 'The FutureNow'."
Kindness glows
expressing love’s bliss
from blest heart
reaching-out
inspiring others with cheer
midst hope’s radiance.
Kindness grows
exuding vibrance
that nurtures
and cares for
those in need along prayer
for their good welfare.
Kindness goes
extending help’s breed
so freely
sharing joy
God* grants to smite woe and angst
for peace to prevail.
*Habakkuk 3:18 Yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation.
March 22, 2026
3rd place, "2026-03-15 Write a Beautiful Shadorma" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 4/2/2026
Another Spring
The days are getting longer,
The sunshine getting stronger,
The snowdrops started flowering,
And poplars still are towering.
Creation, God’s expression
Of his power, his love, his mission,
Makes mankind look up to Him,
For some, feel deep their sin.
Then see Jesus, God the Son,
Salvation on the Cross He won,
So take some time to look and think,
No more in sad depression sink,
To Jesus go and feel His love
And all His glory up above!
Radiant robes reflecting white
Hearts of hope heavenly light
Appearing human in human form
Yet more beautiful than any born
Benevolent beings that guide us
A messenger of God and His love
Words that carry us like a dream
To God’s heart with feathered wing
Come on now! You can’t be serious!
Take the Christ out of Christmas….
Not here in the great US of A --
Like taking the cork from the core
of a baseball. Or the sweetened lard
center from between the rich chocolate
cookies. It’s UN-American Macy’s! It’s
sacrilegious, beautiful STD Hollywood
(look but don’t touch). Thinking to do away
with long standing fond tradition, is tantamount
to Spiritual Sedition! For such thought your Act
of Contrition say: An Our Father, eat 3 Oreos, and
12 Hot dogs at the next World Series.
Sherbet that is coming from lord
We drunk thanks to God
That ocean of power
We passed thanks to God
That opposite mountains
Chestnuts and vineyards
With health and purity
We overcame thanks to God
We were dry became wet
Winged and became bird
Now spouse to each other
We flew thanks to God
To the cities that we reached
To that sincere hearts we touched
To the people, meaning of worship
We scattered thanks to God
Written by Dervish Jonah (Yunus Emre)
Translation Onur Ünlü
The lifting of the veil
a revealing of all that was concealed
some see beauty, others bewail
regardless of feelings all will yield
the separation has begun
from the goats and sheep
everyone get ready for the arrival of the Son
some will shout for joy, others will weep
a metamorphous is taking place
the Bride is making herself ready
we are about to gaze into His face
for some the price will be too heavy
prepare the way
for the coming of the King
there is no more delay
the trumpets are sounding
and the veil is lifting
© Deborah Seale 2025
Oh silence
Sweet silence
No traffic
No noise
No planes in the sky
No neighbours’ loud boys
No tossing tree sounds
Just silence
Sweet silence
Embracing all round.
Pure silence
Pure silence
A precious possession
God’s gift to mankind.
And peace in the heart
Only Jesus can give
He told us he could
“My peace, yes, my peace
I give unto you!”
“Peace I leave with you, my peace I give to you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.” John 14:27
O worship the Lord
In the beauty of holiness
So says the Bible
Again and again.
So how do we do it
In chapel or church
Majestic cathedral
Or do we just fall
On our knees to the floor
And hope God is smiling
As he looks round the door?
No, none of such methods
Display godly holiness
By that kind of beauty
God can’t be impressed.
The only way beautiful
Our worship can be
Is through Jesus our Saviour
And our living as He.
“Worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness.” Psalm 29:2
Many years ago, I visited a church. The Saint Osmund Church in London
In Barnes. Beautiful and imposing Catholic Home of God. Felt from the heart
Mass. This was an intimate afternoon. I have never been here before. Never
The believers waited silently for the voice of the bells. The calling voice rang out
Holy Mass had begun. The priest was an aristocratic character, an old man
Preaching was incredible. His thoughts soared, and his audience fell into a hypnotic state
This Mass left an eternal mark on my soul
This Mass burned into my soul. Forever
This Mass always accompanies me
This Mass always lives in me
It's an eternal inspiration
Beaming with hopeful bliss
My heart faces challenges midst grace
As God assures triumph*
I claim against mocking doubt.
With varied tasks along different roles
My faith remains steadfast
Striving to fulfill assignments
I accept against attacking weariness.
Grateful for privilege to reach-out
My spirit persists, inspired by divine cheer
Sharing very best with zest
Prayerfully seeking for miracles
I expect against struggling commitment.
*2Corinthians 2:14 - Now thanks be unto God, which always causeth us to triumph in Christ, and maketh manifest the savour of his knowledge by us in every place.
April 24, 2025
3rd place, "Write Thirteen Beautiful Lines" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 4/24/2025
There is a road travelled by just a few
It's a beautiful road, but it's not new
Many of us refuse to take this 'high road'
It often requires carrying a heavy load
Even though it is assessable night and day,
This road never gives anyone a freeway
We cannot travel this road with pride;
And selfishness too, must be set aside
On this road, only the humble can ride
Without humility, none are allowed to drive.