Category: Christian Poems
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Dancing With God
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I saw you at the dance, glanced at you from the corner of my eye. But I was much too concerned with my appearance, felt too stained and ugly, so I let you walk on by. I watched you jiving out on the floor, wondering what it’d feel like in your arms, to sway to…
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When Love Stepped Off His Throne
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Strung high above, dangling and dancing among the darkest night, shines a light for all – a star that guides to the bread of life. A mighty King lies in a strange, wooden bed wrapped in unclean robes and lying on a pillow of straw, ox and ass gathered by his head. A beautiful Servant,…
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The Cries of the Sheep
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The sheep lie scattered across the valley, each one willfully wandering away from the fold. Heads down, walking blind, grazing on grass that devours the soul. Yet, the evening leaves them frightened, and the darkness shakes them, shivering in the cold. They each look out across the withered pastures, surprised to find themselves so far…
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The Sailor
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Release me – free to move loosely, like the waters of the river bend. Blow me across the sands of time, like blades of grass in the summer wind. Throw me into the chaos of your order. Tear down these walls of imprisonment. Unchain the thoughts that hold me as a prisoner in a world…
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A Christian Poem About Sin and Temptation
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A Christian poem about how easy it is to be tempted by sin and excuse it, only to then find yourself bound by it.
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Prayer For Dealing With Feelings of Doubt
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My Lord, why have you not heard my crying?Is my voice not loud enough to reach your ears?I sit in the pool of my own tear drops,drowning in the loneliness of my fears.I yearn for you. I yearn for freedom-caged like some wild beast no matter where I go.But your enemies…they’re free to roam.They walk…
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I Prefer – Poem about Loving Living in the Country
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I Prefer – Poem about Country Life I prefer the pastures beyond the prairie, way back without any glimpse of home- for that’s where joy seems to find me- it’s in seclusion I feel least alone. I prefer the forest beyond the fields, where treetops shield me from the outside world, where the peaceful melodies…
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Getting Rid of Me
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I called out to you, “LORD, heal me” And got no response, almost dismissing you Until I realized it wasn’t you I wanted, But the power to heal myself. I cried out to you, “LORD, save me” And yet I remained thrashing in the waters drowning, Until I realized I didn’t want to be saved-…
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The Weary Traveler
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I’ve followed you weary traveler, Followed you across the desert plains. Laughed with you in the sunshine, Cried with you in the rain. I’ve watched you walk along the barren road, Even extended a helping hand. But you insisted you had life under control Time and time again. Yet, in this stillness of silence All…
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Morning Moments
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In the moments of morning, just before the sun wakes to greet the day, just before the birds sing the news that it’s time to rise, I think of you and delight in the beauty of your ways- How you come to us so simply, yet not without hints of mystery, humble yet remain — wild,…
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