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Come to God and get healed
Filled with the spirit and to yield
Don’t just sit there in a mess
Praise His name and be blessed
Put all reasoning to one side
From His love you cannot hide
Yes, put your mind on the shelf
A simple truth knows God can help
If you feel you’re in despair
Turn to Christ he’s true and fair
Just know this, He’s your best friend
Loyal right through until the end
Just talk to Jesus, He’ll be there
To forgive your sins, this I swear
Just confess it, with your mouth
Put away unbelief and doubt
In Him you have all light and truth
Transforming your life through and through
So trust in him not wavering
And let the Holy Spirit in
So if you’re sick in any way
The Blood of Jesus can wash away
There’s not a thing, He can’t do
For He’s the one who created you
Just now read his written word
And all the promises that you’ve heard
Yes, they are for me and you
And who ever reads this golden truth
To God Be all The Glory
In The name Of Jesus
Amen
The Bible says we are all made in God's image,
in every way we're a match,
so why can't I reach part of my shoulder blades
from above or below for a scratch?
The Good Lord resides in the Heavens above,
perfection, where nothing can fail,
so why can't I lift my foot up far enough
on my other leg to clip my nails?
God is immaculate, he stands incorrupt,
in all aspects nothing he lacks,
so why is my fingertip just that bit short
when I'm clearing my earhole of wax?
Is it because Adam and Eve were perfect until
they disobeyed God and they sinned,
and everyone born after that had their faults,
the original model God binned?
And that is why though we are all sinners now
because of the choices they made,
the Good Lord had mercy, invented the spoon
so that I can reach my shoulder blade.
Christ was given a cross to bear,
born to save the souls of sinners.
And willing to die for their sins,
He forgave those that took His life.
If you believe in the scriptures,
Christ was given a cross to bear.
Jesus knew His destiny was
to suffer for Man's sins and die.
Peaching as a Jewish Rabbi,
Jesus taught people how to pray.
Christ was given a cross to bear,
and yet, He was the Son of God.
Reassess your Christian values,
cling to those tethered to your faith.
And if you are shunned, remember,
Christ was given a cross to bear.
(Quatern)
11/17/2021
This or That, Vol 8 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
Title chosen - "A Cross To Bear"
Oh, how divine it is!
Man's mere essence,
Transcending physical realms.
Within a soul, the light of humanity shines.
We remain extant even after
Our book of life closes, we live on, spiritually.
Oh, how divine it is!
A celestial gift, a soul is safe
When commended to God
At the hour of our deaths
To grant us sinners absolution,
And the key to his kingdom.
Oh, how divine it is!
We depart this world
When our bodies tire
Of life's wears and tears,
Yet our souls stay alive in perpetuity.
A soul is God's most special creation!
Oh, how divine it is!
My thoughts turn at this time of year
to the incarnation of Christ's amazing birth
here is God displaying himself as a man
what a thought simply priceless worth
As I consider this great biblical truth
for my soul, the Godman came to deliver
all of my sins He would take on himself
His perfect sacrifice did what I could never
For 33 years later this Bethlehem babe
having grown up to be by God's will
a man destined to pay an awful price
for at Calvary's cross sinners came to kill
But this killing God had planned before time
it was God's purpose for sin to be put away
and only His son could achieve this feat
then man's sinfulness on the cross would stay
Then Jesus would leave the cross and the grave
showing resurrection power over death and decay
so back at His birth He had come to save
little old me turning my night into day
When one takes Jesus into his heart with the soul dance,
He takes within his or her grasp the Holy Lance.
This Holy Spear speaks to the destiny of the world.
For good or evil, it tells us Gods vision for all of us; boys and girls.
One needs to live it, feel it, love it, grasp it,
Close your eyes and become one with it.
Dripping endless blood of our King of Kings,
Though light as a feather like a dove, wing to wing.
Hoist the Spear of Destiny to the Sun, to the Moon, to the Star!
It will talk to you and tell you what issues are near and far!
More so, it speaks of pure, complete, true, everlasting love,
Of an avalanche of snow, tsunami of water and explosion of flames from above.
Take your Lance of Longinus and marry it with your brothers,
Let your visions heal the wounds of all beggars, sinners and others.
Holy Lance, you touched the emperor who reigns,
Within these 'ten' fingers of mine, release and end the pain!
Wednesday, October 20, 2021
Do you know the love of Jesus
And the comfort of his care
And the sweetness of his presence
Just to know that he is there?
Troubles try and sadness sickens
Worries multiply and vex
But remember Jesus promised
I will never you forsake.
Mountains great may be still greater
Problems ever complicate
But be sure if you love Jesus
You are never left to fate.
When he died for helpless sinners
All sin’s consequences bore
He became our perfect refuge
Peace and rest for evermore.
Pain-free life he never promised
Never said you’d live at ease
But his love and care make troubles
Stepping-stones to find his peace.
Why not trust this loving Jesus
Give yourself to his true care
All your worries give him fully
All your troubles let him bear?
He is able, he is able,
He is mighty, he is true,
He is loving, kind and gentle
He has given himself for you.
Higher and bigger is my mind off worry
For grace braced sins' grave in its lorry
To shine the dullness of sinners glory
How magnificent is Thy mercy so hoary
Keeping my legs steadfast and withholding sorry
That laugh won't be forbidden in my story
The universe knows surely of this
Jesus name nullifies sins at ease
Someone stands by the night's door to open us a new day
Thy pretty face shines even in the dark
Each day has given to me Thy loyal gentle hand
Hear this from my heart; it's a sincere say
You will never let go of me, I know, even when times bark
I guess as I hope your mind sincerely understand
Help me to keep tight my poem's net
And stop having with Satan duet
The gaze of your eyes into my mind is awesome
I can't wait until it unfolds the heresy
So, I hold my tongue in a huge rushing ransom
To say all prayers randomly for advocacy
That you never detach my darling half
With you, I laugh and smile to face the change in life
Guide me always to giving keys to raise
My voice in time of amuck, your praise
I can't comprehend how much You love me
But I know You are all about my happiness
Somehow, the cloud and darkness summon me by decree
To follow them when I thought life has lost harkness
You stretches fort hands and gives comfort
Hiding all my pains; You are such a stalwart
What if You aren't in attendance, that you do sleep
Who knows, somethings must have eaten me to the deep
My strength is far away, no where else to fall
God please, hear my say, hear my voice call
Let us in happiness make some more memories
Coming through grace in adorable mysteries
Hiding not Your face from my ear
And Your voice away from me as a seer
For You are my eyes when I can't listen
Definitely, my ears when nothing is seen
Sun, moon, stars, and universe are captivations,
Scenes, sceneries, lands, landscapes are activations;
Like a child, at each lovely scene, I do wonder,
Today, to a certain concept, I surrender..!
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While third-degree punishments of severe beating,
Depriving prisoners - of food, drink; ill-treating:
With piercing needles betwixt nail and flesh and nose,
Electrocuting; What else? Who exactly knows…?
Indian prisons have become hells here on earth.
For killing and getting killed within, there's no dearth.
Poor imprisoned for the crimes of their rich masters,
Die and decay as though natural disasters...!
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Prisons of Norway are my captivation, hence.
Healing the criminals is in their moral sense;
Offenders are offended; why offend them again?
Pain is filling them; why, again, inflicting pain...?
It's another home for them though they are sinners,
Who’s not a sinner? Are all, outside, are winners...?
Environs and situations cause persons fall,
Isn't, yet, dignity given equal to all...?
Healthy food; clean shelter; reliving medicines;
Penances and atonements to get rid of their sins;
Training for the unfit to fit into this world;
Making them, in nature, like flowers to get furled...!
Dignity of women, like pearls and gems, preserved,
When needed, like remedies, protections reserved;
Male chauvinism, like cobras, when rises its hood,
Feminism too enters in and does what it should...!
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World that believes in cruelty to criminals,
Researches on these Norwegian principals;
Finds, Lo, herein, are criminal activities -
Lesser than other international cities...!
09 October 2022
Captivation Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
Once a carpenter could sing
Lullaby rings
Putting nails into the wood
Passing time the best he could
Building a strong base
To live in grace
Having this space
He designed not in haste
Bringing peace to his case
There was a lovely wife
In his life
Giving birth to a son
Miraculously done
A gift from God
It was her job
To raise him through being a youth
Under the carpenter’s roof
Speaking only the truth
Years past and the youngster grew
Talked to many and a few
Teaching lessons
About sacrifice and confession
Charisma the carpenter’s offspring had
Never did anything bad
But it was those jealous and in power
Living in their hypocritical tower
Attitude really sour
One wanted children’s head
Wanting the carpenter’s child to be dead
Not until a magical dinner
Was the mission assigned, “do away with the sinners”
Deciding to accept not self-destruct
Two boards were attached simply construct
Hanging on the cross
Forgiveness reigned humankind was the boss
Once a carpenter could sing
He knew something
His son was anointed a self-proclaimed King
Guardian angels serving on his wings
Showing freedom from the devilish controlling thing