Category: Christian Poems

Parable of The Mustered Seed Mathew 3:31-32 Two Half-Billion Strong! It’s start was only One. Twelve more; at first did come, after that some more believed.

Land of Promise, City of God! Land of Promise we seek and want;more things – money – security,nicer clothes – a nicer house.Oh, I want this

Kiss the Word! Word of God to us. Kiss the Word! Word of God to me.  Written Word – Spirit’s Word! In my hand this

The Storm! Storm celestial figure,the feel the look of Thee, God His work a simile. Gray darkened early night,thunder, wind, rain and light. Spirit, Son and

Wished My Life Was Different I wished my life was different – I was different too. I said to me: So many better ways I’d

The Lords Prayer Mathew 6: 9 – 13 Dear supernal Father, heaven – so far away, yet, it’s in our earthly reach. Sacred is Your