Rain Christian Poems | Examples
These Rain Christian poems are examples of Christian poems about Rain. These are the best examples of Christian Rain poems written by international poets.
I often look upon the rain with wonder and amazement of all the power it does hold
Wich leads me to ponder the meaning of it all
The rain brings forth life and nutures the ground it quenches your thirst
It drowns out sorrows and washes away the past it makes things pure again just like in the days of Noah
Its tear drops from heaven Gods tear drops that rains down upon us as he cries out for his people and to his people
So where do you stand with these tear drops in your hand
Thank you guardian angels, for being a bright light through this life, like the stars in the sky you shine so bright.
Thank you always for being kind, for sending thoughts of positive energy when down, like rain, you wash away and make a new path.
Thank you for the many unseen love influences you have sent, like the energy flowing all around.
Thank you for helping to prevail, when struggling through this life on the way home to heaven, may we all see our way there.
Lifting thank you to God, to all the angels that work for the good of the world.
May we bow down in love and prayer to God to bless us with power to overcome all life’s struggles.
May this day the power of positive prayer and good intentions, be spread around us all.
Continue to guard us all the way home. 444
Let us unite the children of God, and pray that we all see the light. 333
How many tears must hope shed?
Is there no bread left for the hungry,
or cures bred for the sick?
Can hard work feed itself no more,
neither trust share its roots with truth,
with no water left to nurture either one?
Does love have none left for itself,
nor mercy favor fruits of friendship
as it once did?
Do rainbows reign no more after rain
nor doves fly following rainfall
with fresh saplings in their bills?
Has faith lost its will to live?
Will will lose itself to fear?
Would that God would strike it down
with one brush of His hand.
But this Would must submit to God.
World's hope may have fallen to embers,
but God's hope breathes flames of white,
for white knows the rainbow,
which signals water is growing the crops
that feed each fellow man.
Hope's origin is not with man,
but with God.
If hope is lost,
it is because this we have forgotten,
that hope lies in God's only Begotten Son
During the worst storms, when the heart mourns and warns, there comes a hope for more, hope for love that is beyond our knowing, love that is overflowing, love that is soundlessly growing ~~~ by the author
The wind sings of silent visions,
listening to what is meant for her,
the longings of a night’s revisions,
kissing away the shadows, the fears.
The rain breathes in stillness, gentle,
soothing away the pain and regret,
blessing the souls who’re sentimental,
reminding that He provides for each one.
The thunder booms, vibrating the skies,
teaching the spirit to believe,
even though one falls, soon they arise,
knowing the wonder of God’s fortifying.
The storm doesn’t cease until time reveals
the story of a heart who is fulfilled,
the song being sung is a song who surely heals,
teaching the spirit that love is God’s will.
When the weather leaves it’s note of conviction,
the night sings of dark’s infection,
there comes One who leaves no contradiction,
He is the reason I’m ever grateful…
For without His love, I’d be lost – dissuaded
from the beautiful hope His light persuaded.
Trembling rain winds of fame
this game is just another regret
standing here on cold I so my fear
crushed my anxiety prophets and reality
cruel my intentions this is and never is
never to see and to never see eye to eye
cry for cry die in my arms
all the lies and all good buys
enter the fall, crawl into my pain
never the gain I am insane.
if this is who I am in my brain
than I will stay and I will pray.
You choose to let us see You,
You paint Your Glory in the sky
You show Your power in the ocean waves,
and new life in Your butterfly
We've no excuse, You've shown us
who you are and why you came
Your majestic mountains show Your beauty,
like Your rainbow after the rain.
The winter shows Your faithfulness,
as summer shows its face
and the dew clings to the spider's
web and shines like silver lace
Your meadows show Your kindness,
as it hides the newborn fawn
Your wind whispers "I Love You"
through the trees before the dawn
The flower shows Your Mercy,
as it dies and blooms again,
and in each sunrise, we see Your Grace,
as each new day begins.
Your word tells us, the rocks will sing,
and the mountains leap with joy,
So how can we not praise You Lord?
when all creation declares Your Glory.
Song of Eve
Oh! This shutters of tears flowing
Listen to my unconsolable song
When everything begin to wither
And every guile in me begin to batter
With life starting at a dead end
Come, sing with me my dearest...
Oh! My bedridden utterance
I drown in this earthquake of choice
Torment to my feeble spirit
A day to dice, die while I breath
Embrace a new home, earth
For this shame, blinds my light...
Oh! This mortal being, Adam
On this day, I rain a curse
To die with grief a thousand times
But, this heart so delicate
Will brew my peace till it dies
And leave me weaken to my bones...
Oh! My king, immortal one
I cried, longed to bath in your mercy
For this flesh took away my sanity
Behold this detail in your hands
Save me! From this hell of flame
And put a stop to this Eve's song...
Cobalt blue skies, ivory-white clouds,
Sun blazing through lace-covered windows,
But all this belies the truth of the day
As winter chills still have their way
Causing icicles to slide across pilgrim ways;
Do you watch from your room
As folk stroll in the gloom
Or steadily balance upon icy bloom,
While winter laughs in the face of living
Stating the cold is freely given,
And heat is a figment that is forgotten
Before the thaw begins,
Cobalt blue skies begin to smile,
And ivory-white clouds run for miles
Carrying the rain that waters the field
And sees every river and stream thrilled,
Then overflow with joy,
As winter invites spring to rain on the folk below,
Laughing as the spring winds up to release
Coils of wonder as seeds pop asunder,
And these cobalt blues and ivory whites
Become status symbols
Of natures march across the land;
Clap your hands, sing praise and rejoice,
As we rise from winter hibernation
To see these spring-filled days arrive
Welcoming Cobalt Days and Ivory ways
From Creator's hands as gifts for the land,
And mankind, let us rejoice.
©Steve Gregory 2025
Dear God in Jesus name will you on Los Angeles
Pour down the rain? Please give respite its in your
Power, despite evil plans.' Give some rain; let heavy
Clouds lower.' A fresh renewing curtain of love if
In your will? as with good news by the dove, fill the
Dams and flood rain down; show mercy Lord of all
Renown.' In the name of Jesus may relief come
Down.' Amen.'
Little girl, Sunday
through christening water
Little woman, Monday
through marring rain —
and motions
the berg slicker —
fear the approaching snow
their heart reign;
together a frozen chord
felt by a crowd —
she's chilly;
these arms hugged her prayers.
Then and now clairsentience,
frost scathes my eyes
before knees ever make
ground.
rays and rains
blessings from God* of heaven
scorching or drenching???
since health matters most
umbrella brings hope
*Zechariah 10:1 - Ask ye of the LORD rain in the time of the latter rain; so the LORD shall make bright clouds, and give them showers of rain, to every one grass in the field.
December 29, 2024
2nd place, "Sanford-style tanka - A PICTURE PROMPT" Poetry Writing Contest Sponsored by Suzette Richards; judged on 1/8/2025
mary (a quiet yes) bows low
as light (soft as breath) spills into her womb—
a promise cradled in infinite space.
joseph’s hands (calloused & trembling)
grasp the weight of whispers:
holy. impossible. near.
caesar decrees, the world bends—
roads unravel like threads on a loom.
a city swells, heavy with strangers
searching for shelter,
for place,
for peace.
(no room)
(no room)
(no room)
until a manger beckons, humble as dust.
stars shiver—
their silver echoes fall to earth
to crown a child
wrapped in rags,
in glory.
shepherds (all elbows & awe) stumble in:
the sky split open,
angels singing of peace like rain.
their stories drip into silence,
hearts thudding in wonder.
the child stirs.
and the world breathes anew—
eternity held
in the curve of His tiny hand.
You have caused a world of pain,
making me feel like you had me by a chain.
My life and spirit you did drain,
I cried like a heavy rain.
Field of forgiveness is an art,
one needs to make a new start.
It comes from a loving heart,
when one is very smart.
Forgiveness must be for me,
it is not about thee.
I need to be set free,
then I can flee.
Quote By Poet "Thank You, just two little words that need to be used to God and to others."
I Am Thankful For God above,
for all His blessings and love.
I want to say Thank You,
because I am through and through.
From the start of each new day,
until the sunset with clouds of gray.
From work to play,
I want to say I am thankful as I pray.
There can be times of pain,
but they will not become a drain.
At times it must rain,
so the pretty flowers will bud even in Spain.
A Mighty force
God’s Wrath
Devastation
Winds that blew
Rain that pours
Thunder that roars
Kansas Highway
A Greyhound Bus
Destination bound
Kansas City schedule
A Tornado ratio
A bus rising lift
Surrounded by swirls after swirls
A wonder the Greyhound bus wasn’t torn apart
Stayed intact
A thought from Wizard of Oz
Suddenly the Greyhound Bus was gently put down to the ground
Heaven’s Mercy and Grace
Greyhound bus continued on its journey
Back on the highway
The Driver and Passengers experienced their ordeal
It was for real
Witnesses forever
God’s hand of power
It was that minute and hour
Mercy prevailed