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| Here you will find poems about God, faith and many other topics dear to Christians. You can submit your own original poetry by joining. Click here, it's free. All poems are automatically entered into our monthly contest. Prizes are awarded. | |||||||||||||
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While You Were Sleeping "While you were sleeping" I wanted to convey what I thought about watching the love of my life resting. |
by Randall Carson |
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God's Guidance in Trouble This poem came out of a dark time in my life in which I could not see reality. God was my guide. His voice was my eyes. Now, he has furthered my ability to see as He sees. |
by Hayley Pennington |
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Dust Has Settled on the World Inspired by a sandy Texas day, this poem is about waiting for the Lord's return and longing for the way the world was in Eden. |
by Hayley Pennington |
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The Glorified Self "We were meant to live for so much more, but we lost ourselves." - SwitchfootOur spirits desire to do the impossible, but our bodies and our minds can't keep up. |
by Hayley Pennington |
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You Live Let Him in. |
by mike bullock |
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The Day I Forgot To Pray My dear friend was stricken while we were riding our bikes. She had lost consciousness and did not appear to be breathing.I forgot to pray, but praise God, she is well now and we prayed mightily in church on Saturday! Once again ,God gave me a poem. |
by Kathleen Higham |
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Solitude A Minister that has a prison ministry asked me write a poem about being incarcerated. Having no experience in this area, I asked God for a poem. This is what He gave me. |
by Kathleen Higham |
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Your Son I wrote this poem for my friend who has lost her son. There really are no words when a young person dies, but God is such a soothing presence in our lives.I pray for all parents for strength and peace in Christ. |
by Kathleen Higham |
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My Dark Past. I have attempted to put myself in the position of one abused over a number of years, who is now desperate to break free. That one then hears from Father God. |
by Albert Watson |
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