Good Friday Poems | Examples of Good Friday Poetry

My dear friend, who shines my way, Lead my steps when I go misguided. Your words like lanterns in my gloomy night, Turning all my wrongs slowly into right. In every second of gloomy night, You bring the stars to make that things bright. With kind words and gentle light, You guide my heart to peaceful sight. My dear best friend, so pure,...

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End the death of the unborn, and protect them from receiving any harm. Made by choice and killed by force. We should all remember that we were once in that spot. Love and kindness should be given to the unborn until they are born. No harm or death should be given to someone who has...

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To mortal minds, there is no way that what took place on that dark day when someone good in every way, was crucified by hands of clay could be thought good in any way. God’s works are good in every way was echoed each creation day. Man formed from clay on the sixth day was very good in every way yes, this is...

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Good Friday mourning pondering the sacrifice that was made for all...

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Who killed Christ the Lord? It was not me said Herod, I did not spill his blood. I tried to kill him once it’s true but he was a baby then and was not slew Who killed Christ the Lord? Nay, not I said Caiaphas, it was not one of us. Verily I say it was not by my hand but by...

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Oh Mary, blessed art thou among women. What did your eyes see? And the angel said unto her, Fear not, Mary: for thou hast found favor with God. And, behold, thou shalt conceive in thy womb, And bring forth a son, and shalt call his name JESUS. He shall be great, and shall be called the Son of the Highest: And the...

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He asked, in Gethsemane, if there's another way If sin can be recompensed without His blood to pay But silence answered as He prayed The world held its tongue, as if to say "There is no other way." The narrow road that stretched ahead Was paved by the ugly sting of death That drew His blood at every tread And thorns of sin,...

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opposite of you dying peace worth more pain and sacrifice unlearning how i was fighting the illusion of meaning devout, submission to the selfish leaves i have loved...

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How does the hymner sing of God's measureless love through quadruplets- Fine craftsman of fields, flowers, fountains of water, mountains, and sun- Who practiced self-denial, till blood sweat, for the honor of thieves apportioning second chances like sweet nectar while He came undone? Why does the scribe pen his worship to the Universal Maker, Compiling pages of effusive love notes...

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Verse: (32 bars) Yo, listen up I'm bout to set your mind free, with a rhyme spree Gravity heavy, pull you in, let my mind bleed Expressive poetry, purposeful wisdom in my arsenal Multiverse theories, monumental reflections beyond college Shine the light on what's right In the darkness, we walk hand in hand through the night The...

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Verse 1 Oh, my Lord, Your love never ends In Your embrace, my soul transcends From dawn till night, You hold my hand A constant guide, Your love's unplanned Chorus Forever faithful, You've been true Your goodness flows, it's me and you With every breath, I'll sing Your praise The goodness of God fills all my days Verse 2 Through fire and storm, Your voice I...

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Hellfire Whispers [Verse 1] Mad as thunder, shadows dance, Kisses sharp like thorns of chance, Blood like blackberry wine drips slow, Fallen angel, your secrets glow. [Chorus] Whispers smoke on quartz ash night, Orange blossoms in devil's sight, With white roses, honeysuckle dreams, Claim my soul with...

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And the Cross Crying in the cruel wind And they didn’t care While the Truth Waited Silent For the third day. ...

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It will be a cloudy semi cool day No hot sun to broil you today Holocaust Harris is the VP ‘s new name She’s a Zionista, she ain’t ashamed Love the alliteration of that name Will she have blood on her hands,will she feel shame? I saw workmen carrying moving bins The bins being empty-the day begins I smelled from dirty...

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His wife sang so bad, he prayed god to make him deaf, He said “oh God, or let her elope with my chef, if she goes i will be so glad, the chef cooks good shall miss him bad, forgive! if I pray with words beginning with F! ...

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