- Baby Give Me Some Time! - I was asked to take this poem down.
- Sunday Morning Praise - Wow I woke this morning with a smile and a shout.
Rejoicing over took my heart as I consider the life Jesus as gave me. I shouted, I jumped up and down with joy, and ran around he house praising my Lord.
Life with Jesus is nothing but joy. In him [...]
- The Backsliders Prayer - Oh what will I do,
With this mess that I am in.
My life is not going right,
My heart is full of sin.
I got off the narrow way,
And can’t find my way back.
I’m slipping deeper and deeper in sin,
I’m completely off the track.
Got mixed with this girl,
And I don’t know what do.
- Gold Miner - I am a miner,
looking for gold.
working my claim,
every thing sold.
I am driven,
that gold to find.
working so hard,
lost my mind.
Early in morning,
Late at night.
Panning the word,
looking for light.
Got gold fever,
Never the same.
Looking to Jesus
working my claim.
Note: Inspired by Pro 16:16 How much better is it to get wisdom than gold! [...]
- Harvest Questions -
Reading of Harvest Questions Poem:
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The harvest is white,
Under sky blue.
Souls are calling,
Calling to you.
Tares will be soon,
Bundled and burned.
Judgment will come,
Christ they have spurned.
The night is coming,
The harvest end.
Jesus is calling,
Your life to spend.
As Lamb among wolf,
Jesus does send.
Move with compassion,
Soon comes the [...]
- That Is Dying to Self - When you are forgotten, neglected, or purposely set at naught, and you don’t sting or hurt with the oversight, but your heart is happy being counted worthy to suffer for Christ;
That is dying to self.
When your good is evil spoken of, when your wishes are crossed, your advice disregarded, your [...]
- Jesus Is the Lover of My Soul - Jesus is the lover of my soul,
Jesus is the lover of my soul,
Jesus touched me, made me whole,
Reached way down, and saved soul,
Jesus is the lover of my Soul.
Jesus is the lover of your soul,
Jesus is the lover of your soul,
He can change you, just right now,
He can do it, [...]
- I Used To - I used to hope, but now I know,
I used to cry, no place to go.
I used to think, how it’d be,
When I stand there, God and me.
I used to pray, but wasn’t sure,
I used to think, to endure.
But now I know, my name is there,
Not by works, nor by prayer.
- The Cost - It Cost Jesus His All -- Should You Give Less
“The cost, what is the cost?”,
I did plea?
What do I pay, how much,
it can’t be free?
What do you mean, no charge,
no work I can do?
Surely there is something,
something that’s due?
Give up my sorrow, and pain,
of course, here you are.
My troubled conscience, [...]
- Short Poem - Where did all my time go,
is there any way to know.
It seems days roll by,
hardly time to say hello.
When I was very young,
everything was slow.
I was just thinking,
that was not long ago.
The sun was up early,
now the shadows are here.
The day when fast,
sleeping time is near.
Can’t we slow this down,
- First Snow - I woke up this morning and what did I see,
A whole pile of snow waiting for me.
So with childish gee I got out my shovel,
And had it all cleared up without any trouble.
Then I thought what a good thing to blog about,
So I grabbed my iPhone and pictures did scout.
- Glory! I’m Saved! - But brother what of those, that are not,
what oh what, shall be their lot.
Should we not labor, to bring them in,
to labor and plead, their souls to win.
Perhaps we first, for self should pray,
the Lord his Spirit, upon us lay.
A weeping conviction, upon our heart,
That stay with us, and never [...]
- Just One Soul Jesus -
Here I sit, and weap and pray,
seeking burden, for those that stray.
Confessing lack, of my concern,
with heavy heart, for those that spurn.
Thinking what, the awful cost,
the Christless soul, a life of dross.
Of the joy, when saved from sin,
please Jesus, one soul let me win.
Into my day, with burden deep,
second command, [...]
- What Will You Do - What of the harvest, there it be,
ripen grain of humanity.
What of the cries, of those lost,
all eternity, they bare the cost.
What of the souls, that soon shall die,
awakened in hell, to groan and sigh.
What of your family, that’s still not saved,
your mother, father, siblings depraved.
What of your children, time moves [...]
- Children — The Epitome of Purity -
Beautiful and lovely,
sweet and fine.
Stains not there,
Cares in their mind,
concern for the soul.
Burdens to roll,
We love them,
sorry to grow.
get to know.
This poems was written with much emotion. While I wasn’t sad or overly happy [...]
- Writing Poems - Here is a good link for a rhyming dictionary.
- Embrace Your Trials - Embracing trials with open arms,
They waft us up above.
They are the chariots sent from God,
To purify our love.
They come from friends and family,
Those that hurt the most.
They cause us to walk alone,
To ride with angel host.
Embrace your lot in this life,
Twill all soon be past.
Do those things that please the [...]