Poems about Jesus.

Each Sunday, I plan on taking a break from devotional-type writing to share an original poem.

GLOOMY DAY

My being brims with gloom

I cannot understand why

Impending doom seems eminent

The nightmares horrify

Others are all around me

Yet I am in isolation

This place feels empty

Despite the population

Seclusion I long for

But it does not satisfy

The monotony of my aches

Silence fails to pacify

I cry to the Lord in my trouble

He delivers me from my distress

The Lord brings me out of darkness

Away from the shadow of death

These bonds I wear

Have been burst apart

He sent out His word

And delivered me from the destruction of my heart

Let me be wise

And attend these things

How do I deserve the steadfast love

Of the Lord of Lords and King of Kings?

Happy Anniversary to my beautiful bride Sarah! I love you much and look forward to many more years together. I sure am lucky I get to do this life with you!

MY SARAH

You have captivated my heart

My bride, with one glance of your eyes

You lit a flame that will burn

Until the day that I die

You are altogether beautiful, my love

There is no flaw in you

Once I saw your face

No other I desired to pursue

I met the one whom my soul loves

One fateful day in December

My life before that day

It’s value I cannot even remember

One summer evening

We were joined as man and wife

One flesh we became

A covenant I made to you with my life

An excellent wife is hard to find

But you are far more precious than jewels

I put my trust in you

And have no lack of accrual

Strength and dignity you wear well

Wisdom and kindness are your drawl

Many women have done excellently

But you surpass them all!

Poems about Jesus.

Each Sunday, I plan on taking a break from devotional type writing to share an original poem.

ONE SET OF FOOTPRINTS

You created the heavens

And the earth

Yet your footprints were unseen

Sarah laughed at the prospect

Of giving birth

Yet your footprints were unseen

Pharaoh was in pursuit

The Red Sea you did part

Yet your footprints were unseen

Daniel was thrown into the lion’s den

But was not torn apart

Yet your footprints were unseen

Jonah fled and was swallowed up

By a fish of epic proportions and lived

Yet your footprints were unseen

The Israelites were starving

A rain of manna from heaven did you give

Yet your footprints were unseen

My anguish overtook me, convicted of sin

God, how can I ever be made right with you?

One set of footprints did I see

They were Yours, Lord

Carrying me to the foot of the cross

Where Jesus died for me.

Inspired by Psalm 77:19

Poems about Jesus.

Each Sunday, I plan on taking a break from devotional-type writing to share an original poem.

FAMOUS

The One whose name is famous

He healed me first

Now He is much renowned in my home

The Jerusalemites had great thirst

They have been quenched

There, He is of great standing

The Judeans were in need

Their sin was outstanding

In the region at present

His name is that of great repute

The Samarians were hungry

In need of spiritual food

The gospel they were fed

Jesus, currently there, has great reputation

May continued fame His name receive

To the end of the earth; in all nations.

Poems about Jesus.

Each Sunday, I plan on taking a break from devotional-type writing to share an original poem.

THE GREAT PHYSICIAN

I was sick as can be

I just did not know it

The world said I was good

One with a righteous spirit

Until I was shown my prognosis

A disease I could not fix

The Great Physician made the diagnosis

He made Himself available

The Great Physician provided the cure

Through Him wellness is attainable

The Great Physician paid the fee

His grace and mercy, unexplainable

The Great Physician, friend of sinners

That saved a wretch like me.

Poems about Jesus.

Each Sunday, I plan on taking a break from devotional-type writing to share an original poem.

THE PEARL OF GREAT PRICE

The pearl of great price

The most valuable thing in the world

The pearl of great price

I will sell all I have to possess

The pearl of great price

It’s no ordinary pearl

The pearl of great price

It defines my eternal address.

Poems about Jesus.

Each Sunday, I plan on taking a break from devotional-type writing to share an original poem.

Happy Father’s Day to my Dad, “The Original” Phil Jones. He has written poetry for years so I guess that is where I got it from. I am sure glad you are my Dad; hope you have a super day!

RAINDROPS

I am building a shelter for a rainy day

For when the showers come

I will not whine

It’s my faith that will give me cover

I am building a shelter for a rainy day

And when the deluge makes me numb

I will not complain

Because my hope will act as a shield

I am building a shelter for a rainy day

For when the torrent pours

I will not make excuses

Since my confidence and dependence will protect

I am building a shelter for a rainy day

And when the precipitation chills me to the core

I will welcome the adversity

On the grounds that the raindrops strengthen me.

Poems about Jesus.

Each Sunday, I plan on taking a break from devotional-type writing to share an original poem.

WHO IS THIS MAN?

Who is this man?

By such mighty works are done by His hand

Is not He a carpenter

From the Nazareth land?

His teachings astonish

Where did He get such wisdom?

Where did He get these things,

Saying at hand is the kingdom?

There is His mother Mary

And His brothers Simon, Judas, Joses, and James

He has no honor in His hometown

But through the region He has much fame

Is it Elijah?

Is it John the Baptist raised from the dead?

Although many are not certain,

This is what He said,

“Before Abraham was, I am

I am the Bread of Life, the vine

The Good Shepherd, the Light of the World

One who can turn water into wine

Only I can forgive sins

And give my life as ransom for many.”

One like Him there has never been

Then He turned to me

As if all this did not suffice

“But who do you say I am?”

I replied, “There’s no doubt you are the Christ.”

Poems about Jesus.

Each Sunday, I plan on taking a break from devotional-type writing to share an original poem.

AN OLD MAN’S LAMENT

How lonely sits the man

Left and living in distress

Once he owned the whole world

Now nothing does he possess

Emptiness, the only thing that fills

Interchanged periodically with uncleanliness and guilt

He tore down the temple

That the hands of God built

He weeps at night

During the day is groaning

Believing there is no hope,

No reparation or atoning

He finally wails for help

“Lord, Lord, I am so despised!”

His laments are many

In abundance are his cries

He ignored the time of your visitation

Thought he had it all figured out

Instead of your blessing

He received the world’s drought

“Remember me, O Lord, see my disgrace!”

“Please do not forsake me the rest of my days!”

“Restore and renew me O Lord”

“I long to see your face”

“In my pain and sorrow,”

“Can I be ignored?”

“I see you clearly now and shout,”

“Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord!”

Poems about Jesus.

Each Sunday, I plan on taking a break from devotional-type writing to share an original poem.

THE OCEAN

The ocean roared

Like a caged tiger

Wave after wave billowed

Rising higher and higher

The vastness of her depth

Was an absolute terror

Further and further the current drew me out

Surely this voyage was in error

I had forgotten who rebukes

The wind and the seas

What little faith I had

As I fell to my knees

There was great calm

In my heart and in the flux

Even the sea obeys Him!

He is Lord; that is the crux.