Latest Poems
Here you will find poems about God, faith and many other topics dear to Christians.
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A Perfect Storm Brewing
and it is ushering the day where every knee shall bow and every tongue shall confess . . .
and it is ushering the day where every knee shall bow and every tongue shall confess . . .
We Have A Choice
My friends and I just hung around in places one might find profound on maples, oaks and other trees because, you see, we were mere leaves.
My friends and I just hung around in places one might find profound on maples, oaks and other trees because, you see, we were mere leaves.
by louis gander
Keeping The Lord's Day
I got the idea for this poem from a sermon about embracing the holy and the sacred.
I got the idea for this poem from a sermon about embracing the holy and the sacred.
Abiding In His Love
John 15:7, "If ye abide in Me, and My words abide in you, ye shall ask what ye will, and it shall be done unto you."
John 15:7, "If ye abide in Me, and My words abide in you, ye shall ask what ye will, and it shall be done unto you."
How Does God See It?
How does God see it when we fail to stand for Him? In Acts 5:41, we find the early apostles "counted it worthy to suffer shame for His name."
How does God see it when we fail to stand for Him? In Acts 5:41, we find the early apostles "counted it worthy to suffer shame for His name."
Christmas Inspirations
I wrote this poem this morning thinking about Christmas season coming up and how commercial it has gotten.
I wrote this poem this morning thinking about Christmas season coming up and how commercial it has gotten.
My Quiet Time
While attending a youth Christian camp a few years ago, amid a schedule of vigorous activity a "time out" for "Quite Time" was suggested for meditation.
While attending a youth Christian camp a few years ago, amid a schedule of vigorous activity a "time out" for "Quite Time" was suggested for meditation.
by Colan Hiatt