Latest Poems
Here you will find poems about God, faith and many other topics dear to Christians.
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Much Higher are His Ways
I was inspired to write this poem years ago when things kept happening I didn't understand
I was inspired to write this poem years ago when things kept happening I didn't understand
The New Born
I often wonder how Mary felt holding her new born Son, and did she fully understand the future ahead of this little one in her arms.
I often wonder how Mary felt holding her new born Son, and did she fully understand the future ahead of this little one in her arms.
Christmas Love
The satisfaction of looking back on Christmas after we have shared with those who have fallen on hard times.
The satisfaction of looking back on Christmas after we have shared with those who have fallen on hard times.
The Desert Bloom
May the bloom of Jesus' love blossom in you and may you be filled with His joy!
May the bloom of Jesus' love blossom in you and may you be filled with His joy!
The King of Hearts
This was written by request to fit in a small christmas card and still convey the full gospel to anyone who recieves it. I hope it facilitates some honest introspection for all about making room for Christ in our lives.
This was written by request to fit in a small christmas card and still convey the full gospel to anyone who recieves it. I hope it facilitates some honest introspection for all about making room for Christ in our lives.
I Too Can Cross My Jordan
With God's guidance, . . . I too can cross over my Jordan.
With God's guidance, . . . I too can cross over my Jordan.
My Gift To Jesus
This year after all the presents are open I am going to give one more!
This year after all the presents are open I am going to give one more!
Our God Reigns!
A lifetime full of miracles - yet some still doubted much... so Thomas touched.
A lifetime full of miracles - yet some still doubted much... so Thomas touched.
by louis gander