Peace Good Friday Poems

He designed the sky, the night, the stars so bright.
His hand, perfectly proficient, stilled the seas,
Promised sweet peace, stimulated hopes and dreams,
Believing, singing so all...

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Down the aisle where two worlds meet,
Separation and fate meet together,
And a lonely traveler walks through the fog,
Following the call of your heart.

He is looking...

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Beaten beyond recognition
Tortured in ways we’d like to ignore
Because our hearts are disturbed
By the darkness that fell across our world
When Jesus was dying on a...

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G - race lighting my heart
O – ver the worst part
O – ld sins forgiven and forgotten
D – reams of real love boughten

F – aith...

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Friday came, they crucified our Master on the cross,
How could He have felt such peace - He knew we'd feel such loss.
What we didn't know...

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Back to Belfast

I have been to the Ghetto thrice
To Auschwitz twice
And to Belfast once
And to tell the truth
Belfast is the winner of the weirdest places...

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I was never a great athlete, just a sub-par one at best.
I don't sing, play an instrument, nor did I ever learn to dance.
As a...

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Death goes a-begging, once we pluck his sting!
(Christ did it first, but we must do’t again!)
In Imitation of Christ, laugh and sing!

Though Christ has shot...

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Great is the way true love sets free,
Old path of cross each burden borne;
Opt thus this day true grace soul sees,
Death of all dross once...

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Narrow streets overlooked by red-tiled roofs,
lie brightly in the April sun while small robins
nap  in the branches of the blooming buds,
but awakened by the...

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I was there the day Jesus was crucified upon the cross
I saw his blood fall covering the ground all around his feet
I heard him cry...

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Restore to their rightful place those formerly dead things in me that are now alive and well.

Enlighten me Jesus, and bring me out of the...

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In the garden, The Christ did pray
For strength ardent to bear pain's stay.

Gethsemane, the Master kneels
To ask to be with fond appeal.

His close aides lie...

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It was on the hanging tree, that we Romans got from the uppity Greeks, that they 

pinched from the perishing Persians. A fitting death for...

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Good, better, best
in that order i guess
but what made this day good?
just the death of a man that could
make the rest of the world in...

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