Poems about Jesus.
TODAY
A sin, it might well be, to worry about tomorrow
The same holds true regarding fretting over yesterday
Tomorrow will worry about itself
Although try not to it may
Yesterdays anxiety has already been spent
But today my bank is full and a new day before me
So I will be glad and rejoice in it
And control the one thing in which I hold the key.
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!”
