Sorrow Religion Poems

Installing in my heart desire
from wickedness to save my soul,
refine me, my Lord, with fire
to fit your purposes and goal.

I am your daughter and your...

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i bear the scars of Roman rage
punishment for my belief
the scholars will not turn a page
without my sorrow and my grief

for I am here, the...

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Gilded Crosses?

By Mark D. Stucky
Shiny icons gleaming on altars?
        And hanging from necks on gilded chains?
  ...

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God of Abrahan, Isaac, and Jacob,
God of the White Man and Indian,
You are the God of the *****,
who created all people of one blood.
You are...

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The eye of truth
The eye of perception
The Eye of Horus
Defrauds deception
It pierces the soul
It reads the heart
It sits in the pyramids
Upper part.

The All Seeing Eye
Never...

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The rapture train is boarding,
On heaven bound railway,
To that Bright and Morning Star,
Filled with blood washed sinners,

Our life with Jesus is rewarding,
Since He is the...

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Oh, Ezra, I feel your sorrow
Tearing your tunic and cloak
Pulling hair from head and beard
Sitting down with heart broke
A teacher versed in Law of Moses...

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Love lets you makes mistakes
Without leaving you
Immersed in the pool of regrets,
Swallowing back tears and remembering
The sins that colored your heart
Hard and darkened your dreams
So...

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I can't expect to wake up everyday and do something I hate before I'm even part of the rat race. 

How am I expected to...

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Here lies the hypocrisy of God
A man that lived with what was given
Learnt to make due with his condition
But still God left him to his...

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God, please help cleanse my soul
To last while I grow old
I yearn deeply to feel whole
To serve your kingdom is the goal

Lord, please save my...

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“And we know that all things work together
                for good...

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Do not store up for yourselves
Treasures on earth, where moth 
And rust destroy , and where thieves 
Break and steal. 
But store up for yourselves...

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What happiness is there in living?
What sadness is there in dying?
Happiness and sadness are ashes in the wind.
Death came along with birth; neither were growing...

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Words I cannot say, 

I feel as if I am buried up to my neck in clay. 

A door that I cannot see, 

Despite having...

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