Mercy Poems - Poems about Mercy

Healer

My oath, a word, a mission, a law,
to walk the sacred path of being human—
fierce, and yet profoundly kind.
My soul, a compass, divinely aligned.

I heal with a thousand salient balms—
words, deeds, and quiet thought.
For wounds unseen and histories unsaid,
a constant, quiet redemption I've sought.

I am a living truth of mercy's deep mechanics.
A quiet hand that

Vindication's Dawn

Vindication’s Dawn

My soul does not crave the blade of vengeance,
Its fleeting sting, a hollow roar.
No, I seek the fire of vindication,
A truth that shakes the heavens’ core.

The universe, vast and woven tight,
Holds every tear, each whispered plea.
Its threads are bound by moral might,
A tapestry the Almighty sees.

No wrath of mine could right the wrong,
No mortal

Egregiously Misplaced Mercy

     When you force Mr. Zelinsky
        to feed the Putineers who’ve bulldozed Ukraine. 

     That’s when I’ll pressure Israel
        to give Hamas’ Gazastanis more grain

Thread of mercy

 
I stitched the stars with thread of gold To bind the wounds the ages told, Where cruelty broke the world in two— I gathered light to sew it through.
 
The needle sang a lullaby Of souls who never said goodbye, And in each seam, a prayer would gleam: That love outlives the darkest dream.

Peace of Mind, Piece by Piece

P – Peace of mind, piece by piece,
E -  Emanates from heaven without cease.
A – Amity with God occurs over time.
C -  Commitment to Christ,
E -  Emmanuel, a life sacrificed.

O – Obedience required as God sayeth.
F –  Forgiveness, received through faith.

M – Mercy and grace – God will bestow.
I - 

Song For Mercy

Have mercy on me, Lord, for my weakness.
Have mercy on me, Lord, for my sins.
Have mercy on me, Lord, for my failures.
Help me never sin again.

You, Lord, are the Way that I must follow.
And the Truth that leads ever me on.
You, Lord, are the Life that fills my being.
In Your light my fear is gone.

You,

Unworthy, Yet Blessed

“Blessed are the poor in spirit”
I am broken by my pride and arrogance
How should I ever see the kingdom of heaven

“Blessed are those who mourn”
My sins and offenses are innumerable
Why would I deserve comfort

“Blessed are the meek” 
I struggle with anger and aggression 
What makes me worthy of any inheritance

“Blessed are those who hunger and

The Lord’s Cry to His People

Behold the time is no longer near;
It is now. I have shouted, I have whispered,
And still, you do not hear.
Let the one with ears listen

For when I and My grace depart,
There will be no more delay,
And salvation shall be bought with blood.
Return to Me, O Israel My chosen, My delight.

Who is Israel?
Not those born of

At The Foot Of The Cross

Can you see where true hope is found?
Will you build your life on solid ground?
Are your hopes based on something sound?
Will you bend your knee at Calvary’s mound?

Do you know how to conquer pain?
Must you stumble through life’s empty strain?
Are your losses to be counted as gain?
Will you bow your head at Calvary’s precious stain?

At

Miracles of our lady of mercy

Oh,my dear blessed Virgin Mary,                                                  

When Night Had No Mercy

When Night Had No Mercy

I walked alone, dusk held the air,
A fork ahead—school light there,
And on the right, a shadowed wall,
Where silence hummed the siren's call.

Then feet—too many—closed around,
A hand, too rough, too fast, no sound.
My mouth was sealed, the sky went black,
They dragged me down, no turning back.

A van—its door, a waiting tomb,
They flung

angels of mercy and death

angel of mercy
helps the hopeless reach heaven
providing a way

angel of death
surprises the most hopeful
placing them sweetly

Man of mercy

He was a man who knew how to knock out another man.
Against amateurs, there was just no match for him.
4 years of tough man competitions, he walked away with 
the title everytime.
  I worked with him for over 10 years and had many talks about boxing.
He told me about how he got to spar Tyson

Pentecost Sunday - Linking Pin Sonnet and Prayer

I Will Pour Out My Spirit
A Spence Linking Pin Sonnet — Devotional Voice
 
I will pour out My Spirit like a song,
Song of the heavens falling soft as rain.
Rain on dry bones to raise the lost and wrong,
Wrong turned to right by mercy in the flame.

Flame in the eyes of daughters who now dream,
Dreams of

I write my illusions, not out of cowardice, but from that stubborn mercy

I write my illusions, not out of cowardice, but from that stubborn mercy
I owe to my own spirit that withers under the weight of time,
reality, with its arithmetic of pale bones, rarely adds up to salvation,
it's merely a tally of sorrows, debts of silence, and interest paid in insomnia,
I lie to myself, not to deceive,

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