I feel the grace of God now
I feel the Spirit move in me
Move inside of me somehow
And now I feel so free
You are a God of miracles
You're a God of quiet peace
Bless You Lord, bless Your name
I can't wait to see Your face
I know that this is being judged by my fellow poet; and I believe that it is worth reading:
Among varied ministry tasks
prayer delight--- there my soul basks
asking divine help in life’s race…
Lord, thanks for Your abundant grace.
Knowing that God* supplies each need
especially redemption indeed
healing the sick midst gloomy days…
Lord, thanks for Your abundant grace.
Begging for peace caused by guilt’s noise
pardon, too, for soul’s humbling poise
seeking favour is must always…
Lord, thanks for Your abundant grace.
Concerns looking toward bright hope
beg for wisdom so as to cope
timely provisions show no delays…
Lord, thanks for Your abundant grace.
Beseeching for urgent request
while propped by intercession zest
faith trusts heaven calendar days…
Lord, thanks for Your abundant grace.
“Pray without ceasing!” That’s my aim
Pleading well in Jesus Christ’s name
Since I believe, all is in place…
Lord, thanks for Your abundant grace.
We do admire
Faith is given
Built to stand in
Through honor of his hands
These mountain of triumphs withstand
Genetic science
God alliance
Held in honor
From our loving Father
Where our Lord has been
He rose within
This mission not small
Tore down the walls
Heard God as called
Temple of prayer
Heard our Savior
Truth inspired
What God heart desired
Endless reserve
Jesus people are served
Stood proud of this trust
Strong within us
God spoke to thee
Time to set your hearts free
Thank you my child
All Saints have smiled
I am what I am by the grace of God*
My being bears His tripartite essence
With body, soul and spirit for His nod
To please Him midst faith in pretense absence.
I am me, yielded to Christ’s supreme plan
Carrying genes from loving Dad and Mom
Molded by family of gracious clan
Fulfilling life-building role so awesome.
I am the Lord’s adopted child who’s blest
Called as His servant for glad reaching-out
Forgiven to share peaceful freedom zest
Compassion-marked, vanquishing selfish pout.
I am grateful to my Saviour indeed
Granting divine nature for virtues’ breed.
*1Corinthians 15:10 …By the grace of God I am what I am…
September 12, 2021
Honorable Mention, "Why am I me?" Sonnet Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Shreya LN; judged on 9/22/2021.
Each morn offers a new day to live,
There's always a blessing to receive.
God's grace is something wonderful
coming in the person of Jesus Christ
bestowing upon man His merciful grace
spreading His love upon His human race
Every day this grace comes afresh
in various ways through blessed prayer
communing with the sovereign God Himself
He who created all our clean fresh air
God is known best in His pure word
the scripture's from Genesis to Revelation
in these pages the Lord speaks afresh
guiding and leading me to forever elation
Giving me also such love of His grace
can't live without His blessed touch
urging me to know the saviour better
being grateful for Him so very much
God's righteousness at Christ's expense
this tells what God's grace means
so thankful for all that God's done
believing on Jesus God's blessed son
(I have written this poem about the grace of God in my life.)
Of all theses things in this world, their are so many gifts for which are sold. Many people give gifts for appreciation. Many people give gifts to their families for birthday celebration. When you see the lives of the poor, you can find out that their heart is tore. When you see that their is no one left behind, you can also see that their is no one who is truly kind. When life gives you sin, where do you turn to until the end. Their is hope for everyone and that is God’s one and only son. The grace of god was given to us for free. What more can we ask for of those fruits on the tree. We are accepted in God’s eyes, so let no one tell you a hateful lie. God’s grace is what we all should lean toward. God’s grace is what we need to move forward. You are all forgiven, so let not our past be our ribbon. Don’t try to fish for things on your Rod but have peace and joy by the Grace of God.
Enlighten your mind by opening up your heart
Such will you find as soon as you start
There’s only One Way in which you achieve
In Jesus we pray that everyone will believe
All that is seen and unseen, said and unsaid
The knowing of what I mean in so being led
The ability to see where others are unable
What has set you free isn’t just an old feeble
Recognizing His Face in all you come across
Recognizing His Grace in seeing His loss
Preparing for His return old habits set aside
First thing you learn is getting rid of self pride
Just like the thief in the night, so shall it be
Such a beautiful sight for those who are free
But for all of the rest who refused to believe
In so failing this test you will be left to grieve
Isaiah 48:13
My hand laid the foundation of the earth, and my right hand spread out the heavens; when I call to them, they stand forth together.
Author Dana Redricks
December 16, 2018
It was God's grace that saved us
A gift of kindness
From the foundation of the world he has
revealed his love to us
From the beginning He has had a plan
for us it was sin that separated us from
the beauty of his love that was bestowed
upon us
We were meant to spend eternity in the paradise with
God to have an everlasting communion with
with him that had made for us, so we could have an
everlasting bound with him that was designed from the start, but
God made a way redeem us from sin through his one and only
Son
Now victory over sin has been won
Rising of day cheer of birds
Flow of pleasant wind
Its look like as a special
Kind of attraction pulling my heart
With the emotion view
I never look beauty of earth
But sometime when view is beautiful
I am a human I have emotion
My heart also lost control
And my view could change
So no one can fight with heart
When love grow and feeling
Goes up above the sky
So what to do now
Accept it as the grace of god
An old man staggering and begging
Outside the doors of Walmart…
There but for the grace of God go I
Perhaps most look askance
Not even giving a second glance…
There but for the vagaries of Fate go I
Does the miscreant chuckle to himself
At the naïve charity of strangers
Or does there reside a tear in his eye
His hands tremble…His eyes dart about
Is his sad condition real
Or just a well performed lie
Life’s not always fair
We all bear some sting
Of outrageous misfortune
But some seem to bear more
Than their fair share
A seemingly outsized portion
So how is it that they’re overweight
How can they afford to smoke
How can that be… if in truth they’re truly broke
Perhaps their lives are
Not all that meets the eye
I can only surmise (and sympathize)
And wonder whether
It’s by luck, or fate,
But for grace of god
…Go I…
A cardboard mansion, renovated expansion
No payments left to be made
Three car garage, a hungry mirage
An elegant dumpster buffet
Hand tailored suit sewn with laces from boots
Which he donated to a friend
His non existent gold, lost through the holes
A tragedy one can not defend
Disheveled and dirty and always wordy
Talking about his wonderful life
Has failing health, depends on himself
No way to feed kids or a wife
His only possession is his neck sign confession
"Have mercy will work for food"
No tears left to cry, society asks why
But for the Grace of God it be you.
An original poem by the "Poemdog" Daniel Turner
There are nearly 1 million homeless in the US alone
! In 7 go hungry daily. Just think about it.
Grace oh grace
What do I ever do without grace?
I could never have enough grace
I will always do things wrong
Mess things up
Think the wrong things
Do the wrong ways
If there is a forgotten one
I will find it
Just kidding
Don't know why I say that
But yeah if it's wrong
somehow I will stumble upon it
Does God always forgive me?
I don't know
But I think He will be sad
and will teach me a lesson
Do I always want to do something right?
But why I always do something wrong?
I will always ever do something wrong
It's in my makeup
I can't help it
I don't ever want to try to do something
'cause I don't believe in it
Either you have it or you don't
No point of trying
So if I always ever do something wrong
Is it a thing called grace
come to play?
Yeah God come play with me
as I need You
I can't do this by myself
I will fall flat on my face
No grace there
But I will have Your grace
Do you want me to fall flat on my face?
I thank you Lord for being in your hands. I thank you Lord for being part of your plan. I am on my own but I am not alone because It's by your Grace that I can keep my pace. I know you love me Lord even when things are hard and I know you will be by my side and you will always be my guide.
When I don't know what to do I know I can always trust in you, because it's by your Grace that my life is no longer a waste. Even when i was strung out on alcohol and drugs, you still showed me love and when I felt like the whole world had put me down you brought me back around.
You took away fears and wiped away my tears. Now I have the strength to go on and finish the race, for you have taken my case, I feel your wonderful embrace and it's by your Heavenly grace. Father, I pray, that one day, I see you face to face through my Lord Jesus Christ and by your Heavenly Grace...
By MilMan
Back when I was a rebellious, care free young lad
there was this regular practice that I had.
I can remember when, every now and again
I would visit my local court house and watch the sentencing.
Defendants were declared convicts officially
and marched off to serve their time at some correctional facility.
Their lives were now forever changed for the worse most likely
and then on one visit it really struck me
that there but for the grace of God goes I
and I've been only lucky so far not screwing up my life,
but all luck does run out eventually,
So Don't Blow It!
Right now you have this one chance to change immediatly,..
...and so I did and for the better I believe.
Hanging at a court house was great therapy for me apparently.
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