Short Unsaved Poems
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What if Jesus were in your skin?
What would that make Him a sinner?
What if He were in your very being ?
Would that make Him an unsaved one??
9/21/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Torrid man has a hateful horrid heart
of unsacred unsaved unsecured sacrificial Stones Heart porm
Heart of Stone
Spirit of stone
5/2>/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
This poem has not yet been saved.
These daughters are far from depraved.
And all the elephants now live in caves
While you read a poem, unsaved.
Loose, rugged, and hot,
Then gone in an instant.
Like all our lurid lives
It survives, even as it dies.
Live life well for at the end, you will realize that it now begins. Speak of love, be always kind, for this will bring you peace of mind. Go peacefully through life, making no waves, your reward will be in love unsaved.. Be generous, show mercy, be always sweet, for you never know when an angel you will meet.
NEED JESUS---
We all need Jesus
yes we do
We all need Jesus
this is true
Let honor Him
In all we do
For this is true
We all need to
Honor.....Jesus
We all need Jesus
yes we do
the saved
the unsaved
the good, the bad
yes everyone of God's creations
Need Jesus
1/10/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2019
If you die unsaved, your soul will be lost.
If you die without Jesus, you won't like what it will cost.
Evil people like Ted Bundy go to hell and that's exactly what they deserve.
But it would be tragic to see good people condemned to an eternal sentence in
hell to serve.
If you haven't been saved, please get saved now.
Lost souls are what we cannot allow.
Form:
My soul emaciated, starved since birth
A cold ebony soul that has no worth
Love, feelings, emotion, nothing but words
Lasso of Hell pulls me with the unsaved herds
God had a purpose for this blackened Soul
He started with His Grace, to cleanse my Soul
A Purification that made me whole, a Redeemed SOUL
GOD'S LIGHT surrounds me : Thank-YOU GOD for I am Whole
Removed from the hidden place
The firmness is evident
As the outter layers slowly removed safe
The odor very much becomes pungent
As long as the outter layers
Remainded, the scent was covered
Looked good, smell fair but ere
Was in the core, so like people unsaved
The comparison of onion
To the unsaved who
Look like reached actualization
Seemed right true
I am made of glass
See through to my soul
Through to the cold
Where life took it’s toll
They stood here before me
Casting their stones
Scratching my surface
Please, suffocate the moans
Silently screaming
I beg for your aid
But there you stood watching
All my abilities fade
I want to blame you forever
For my spirit unsaved
Your condition of love
Was all that I craved
Form:
I am made of glass
See through to my soul
Through to the cold
Where life took it’s toll
They stood here before me
Casting their stones
Scratching my surface
Please, suffocate the moans
Silently screaming
I beg for your aid
But there you stood watching
All my abilities fade
I want to blame you forever
For my spirit unsaved
Your condition of love
Was all that I craved
Form:
Historical Event
Written: by Tom Wright
7-25-2016
The most renowned event in history,
Though not always celebrated as such;
To the unsaved it remains a mystery,
Because with God they’re out of touch;
It wasn’t the first for a lunar landing,
Or perchance a discovery or inventions;
Jesus’ birth isn’t void of understanding,
Grace saves us, not works or intentions.
As I walk through this small Waters
My feet are dry
If I hear the angels crying
Tears in their eyes
Alone as I wander
I begin to wonder
The plight of the world
Those saved an unsaved
Those who choose and those that refuse
I asked in patents, I holla
Hallelujah baptized as I walk
If I walk through small Waters
5/25/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
At midnight, awakened,
The ravens stir.
You thought it was a dream.
Ill-omened prophets,
Of the night, are they.
Flying through the realm
of your ominous mind.
Foraging, ungainly,
For the desire in your heart,
No longer to be found.
As you’ve already
Given in to the darkness.
Your breath begins to fade,
Death’s door unlocks and opens.
Now above you,
The ravens caw in vain.
Because of your doubt,
You lacked any faith.
You died with that doubt
And with a soul unsaved.
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