Given Poems - Poems about Given

I have given all I have— The hush of dawn, the summer’s breath, The songs I sang when skies were grave, The strength that stilled another’s death. Gentle light, the darkest night— Shine not for me, but for the lost, Who walk in chains, who dwell in blight, Who know not yet the final cost. I stood amid the thorn and flame, And wore...

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The world looks different through everybody's eyes If you don't conform expectations you must wear a disguise But what if we removed our armor to reveal who we truly are Could people find beauty in what we thought were scars? Opening our minds and hearts can create more space To hold other's lived experience with a warm embrace So while we'll...

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Q: Are the Christians being executed in Asia a prelude to the Noahide laws of the Orthodox Jews. Basically claiming that anyone who worships any deity but God the Father, is guilty of blasphemy and can be beheaded? A: According to Up Time,...

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I remember that special service like it was yesterday, The table at the alter set up with candles like it was my wedding day, I had my vows in my pocket ready to give, Not even knowing what was in store with Him, I had wrote down every promise, and all He meant to me, I was ready to surrender...

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It's never a given, what you've got; it's all assigned or taken away by lot: whatever joy, whatever pain ~ whatever loss, whatever gain ~ whether you deserve it ~ or not....

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Life lives in God's universe of highs, lows, a daily storm through turmoil tough and strong. Where spirits born are strengthened by sharp throes in instances where right is seen as wrong. As trouble’s face of doubt appears, faith grows, and fills awaiting hearts with victor’s song. We dance along to wondrous ups and downs, with thanks for smiles and also “yes”...

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If we weren’t meant to give to one another… If you don’t think that was in our Creators plans… then why in Heaven’s name do you suppose We were ever given hands. ...

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This quiet night the earth was still. A Virgin birth would be fulfilled. A real bright star would lead their way, to a manger, so far away. The Magi's gifts were for a King. Frankincense , Myrrh, and Gold, to bring. Mary's miracle comes to life, as Joseph watched with great surprise. This precious scene, God-Child arrives. As the Magi's hear, the baby's cries. Simeon...

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_______________ (PoetrySoup Format) _______________ Beyond the beauty before me - echos enchant I’m not one to embrace and then take for granted - life, ...

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I am a cartoonist; have been drawing them since I could hold a crayon. I will dabble them on paper, cardboard, metal, wood, and rayon. But I did not know until I was over sixty that I am also a painting fool. I did not learn anything about either from a mentor or any school. In ten years I...

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O May our LORD GOD always abide with you, By faithfully promising to always bless and keep you. If you abide in his holy word, he promises to never leave Nor forsake you. And he is with you always even unto the Ending of the age. Let not your hearts be troubled neither Let your hearts be afraid. ...

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My grandson asked me: “What blessing would you seek this morning?” I was washing the dishes of the previous night without any wishes. I sought, therefore, to continue as I was. “Wash the dishes?” he laughed,  asked me to bend, placed his hand on my head and solemnly said, “So be it”. What else could a man nearing eighty want, in his frail diabetic frame, still able to move...

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You have gifts given by the sun They shine through; to you, I run Every eight-ball I've been behind says, "You are the one!" I think maybe my mind speaks to often, what's the word? Overmuch? From your sunbeams, I've spaced out a little too much So I'll talk a lot less and give you a little more intentional touch The...

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People began to see The light of every person's God-given talents: Both artist and poet Both writer and composer Both singer and guitarist Both actor and director Both performer and producer Etcetera, you name them all It's pure gifts from above....

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Darl! Let's go to Manhattan beach, There we can catch some fish, Then you'll cook a nice dish, That we'll eat under the Beech. This time, if Jennifer goes, She'll want to eat a lot of Mangoes, Then we'll send some by cargoes, Like we did when we were on hol's in Fargo. Oh! That reminds me, dearie! Can you help me cut...

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