Short Faithday Poems
Short Faithday Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Faithday by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Faithday by length and keyword.
i'm on a new journey
each day a new surprise
not knowing what will happen
each day when i rise
i sit and watch the sun
coming up each day
knowing that it's GOD
who'll make it all okay.
Form:
Happy all is ours day on this lovely morn,
It is a day where exciting dreams can be born,
A special celebration, kept kinda out of sight,
I happened to search for unique items to write,
And came across this unique but fun little holiday,
I send up my prayers to God that all is mine today.
April 8
All is ours day
Yesterday has been and gone
today is a new day to start from
whatever our background
no matter where we have been
God loves us he wipes our slate clean
he will stand by us both day and night
we are precious to him in his sight
he is compassionate and graceful
he frees us from all our sin
he called us by our name and we belong to him. amen.
I'll wait for you for your love is real
and it's no mistake
i'll wait for you as long as it may take
i'll wait for you whatever the cost
i'll wait for you when all is lost
i'll wait for you every day
regardless of what others might say
you're the one I cherish
you're the one that I adore
i'll wait for you because
the day that you return
that's the day that's been well worth waiting for.
Blessed are those who wait wait for the Lord for they shall see God Amen.
Jesus, don’t come back today,
I’ve got too much to do,
Jesus, I’ll be ready for you
In a day or two.
I know it sounds a little strange,
I need at least a day to change,
I’ve got some people to repay,
So Jesus, don’t come back today.
Jesus, don’t come back today,
I’ve got too much to do,
Jesus, I’ll be ready for you
In a day or two.
I need to change the way I live,
I’ve got some people to forgive,
I’m busy learning how to pray,
So Jesus, don’t come back today
Winter my favored companion at home,
I wait for the sun to rise in the morning,
Precious moments where I sip my cup of tea,
My delicous breakfast awaits.
The breakfast of eggs and toast and potatoes,
My day begins and continues,
A progressive day of learning,
My day with favorite companions.
I wait anxiously for spring to arrive,
The sound of the John Audubon Society,
Warm sunlight that melts the snow,
A step towards the welcoming of spring.
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz