Classic Christian Poetry - John Greenleaf Whittier (1807-1892)

John Greenleaf Whittier   (1807-1892)

From "Andrew Rykman's Prayer"

Pardon, Lord, the lips that dare

Shape in words a mortal's prayer!

...

Not as one who seeks his home

With a steep assured I come;

Still behind the tread I hear

Of my life-companion, Fear;

Still a shadow deep and vast

From my westering feet is cast,

Wavering, doutful, undefined,

Never shapen nor outlined:

From myself the fear has grown,

And the shadow is my own.

Yet, O Lord, through all a sense

Of Thy tneder providence

Stays my falling heart on Thee,

And confirms the feeble knee;

And, at times, my worn feet press

Spaces of cool quietness,

Lilied whiteness shone upon;

Hours there be of inmost calm,

Broken but by grateful psalm,

When I love Thee more than fear Thee,

And Thy blessed Christ seems near me,

With forgiving look, as when

He beheld the Magdalen.

Well I know that all things move

To the spheral rythm of love,-

That to Thee, O Lord of all!

Classic Christian Poetry - John Donne (15-72-1631)

John Donne (1572-1631)

　

Batter my heart, three-person'd God

　

Batter my heart, three-person'd God, for you

As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;

That I may rise and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend

Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.

I, like an usurp'd town to'another due,

Labor to'admit you, but oh, to no end;

Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,

But is captiv'd, and proves weak or untrue.

Yet dearly'I love you, and would be lov'd fain,

But am betroth'd unto your enemy;

Divorce me,'untie or break that knot again,

Take me to you, imprison me, for I,

Except you'enthrall me, never shall be free,

Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.

Christian Poetry - A Poem about being crucified with Christ

”Is not my word like as a fire? saith the LORD; and like a hammer that breaketh

the rock in pieces?” ~Jeremiah 23:29

“I am crucified with Christ: nevertheless I live; yet not I, but Christ

liveth in me…” ~Galatians 2:20

“Crucified with Christ”

When I find myself caught in battle

Where the soldiers of Satan roam

When I feel that I cannot face him

Oh, Lord, I just want to go home

How I long for my place in Heaven

And the Savior that there awaits

Far from worries and fears that hound me

Sitting safely beyond those gates

How I wish this was all behind me

That my journey had reached its end

But at night as I lay in silence

I see the face of a trusted friend

I can picture the nails that pierced him

One by one through each gentle hand

Hands that reach through the night to find me

Hands that lift me and help me stand

Just a touch and my eyes are opened

No longer fearing the dreaded fight

Though just a drop of his blood has spoken

A thousand words echoed through the night

In the haven of true surrender

Before a Savior who understands

I cry, “Dear Lord, as those nails were driven,

Drive me into your waiting hands!”

And having done so, I ask dear Savior,

That my healing may be complete,

Let this life that I now surrender

Be nailed secure to your wounded feet

Only there would my soul be strengthened

That from your will I would not depart

And like the spear through your side was driven,

I’d find my way to your bleeding heart

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Christian Poetry - A Poem about our real Home, Heaven

"Upon the Everlasting Hills”

I lived, a beggar, lost and blind.

Wondering over hill and dale,

In search of love to call my own,

I roamed the land to no avail.

Carrying nothing but my need,

An empty soul, a heart of pain.

I sought a place to call my home

But lost and blind, I sought in vain.

For though I travel far and wide

To find it on this earthly ground,

Until I stand with Christ the king,

My rightful home shall not be found.

Oh, for a peace that never ends!

Where mortal souls are finally free,

Where neighbors praise the living God,

Where Jesus sits and dines with me!

A home where pain does not exist,

A home whose builder is the Lord,

Where every man shall see his face

Where life and love are their reward.

Where I can reach and touch his hand.

Where He is mine and I am His,

Upon the everlasting hills,

Forevermore to live in bliss.

Oh, heart of mine, we’ll soon be home!

For he who promised shall fulfill,

And we’ll reside on holy ground

And be forever in his will.

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Christian Poetry - A Poem about Going Home to be with Jesus

“Homecoming”

Ever feel like you dont belong, like something is missing? Ever feel a certain longing but you cant really put your finger on it? That is a natural longing that we have to be with God, in his presence, surrounded by the faithful, the redeemed. Hang in there, we will be home soon.

When my days have reached their number

When my soul has been releasedAnd on wings of Angels carried

To the land of perfect peace

When my heart no longer weary

And my garment stained no more

By the things that lay behind me

Feel the joys that lay before

When this body, old and tired

Sheds the passing of the years

As it welcomes with elation

Every change that now appears

When my eyes are met with wonders

Much too glorious to proclaim

While my mind repeats with passion

Nothing but a single name

……………………………Jesus

Then my heart will melt within me

As it comes to comprehend

That I am home and any moment

I will see my God, my Friend

How the thought of that encounter

Sends my spirit to its knees

Wipes away the tears and sorrow

As it puts my soul at ease

In an instant every longing

Every wish I’ve entertained

Will quickly burn before the luster

Of this life, which I have gained

I’ll abandon every notion of

This world and all its charms

As the God of all creation

Comes to hold me in His arms!

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Christian Poetry - A Poem about Jesus, our friend

What is a true friend? A true friend is one that looks out for the welfare and happiness of another without regard for what it will cost him. Someone who will protect you even from yourself. Someone who understands your fears, your pain and your longing better than anyone else. That is what Jesus is. We just have to recognize it and accept it.

“Faithful Friend”

From where I stood in darkness,

my eyes could scarcely see

but then it was that I took note

of someone watching me.

Can’t say how long He’d been there.

Perhaps I failed to see.

Yet in my heart I knew

He’d always been there, patiently.

And when at last I saw Him,

He took me by the hand.

My instant love and need for Him

I couldn’t understand.

Together we went walking

and gently as we went

His words brought strength to carry on;

the night had far been spent.

Though never did he wrong me,

quite often without care

I’d not respond nor speak to Him

as though He wasn’t there.

He led me through the darkness

when the road became a maze

And when my strength would fail me,

He carried me for days.

I never understood

why He never walked away

And though I always failed Him,

He always chose to stay.

Perhaps it was His knowledge

of the things I could not see

The life of rest and glory

that He had prepared for me.

He’s been a great companion,

an ever-faithful friend

He’s kept His words and promises

until the very end.

By Him I’ve fought the battle,

By Him I’ve run the race

And now I rest in glory,

indebted solely to His grace.

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Christian Poetry - A poem about LAURA

       “LAURA”

Long ago and far away

     On top of Golgotha hill

     A man cried out “my God, my God”

     As Heaven and Earth stood still

All of the pain I have ever felt

     And all that I’ll ever feel

     Broke through the boundaries of space and time

     Like breaking a wall of steel

Under the moonlight, unknown to me

     They were laid on that innocent man

     Who never refused for he knew it all

     Was part of a wonderful plan

Riddled with many a bleeding wound

     But thinking on Heaven’s bliss

     He took all the sins that I’ve ever known

     And quietly made them his

Amazingly then, after tasting death,

      He triumphed in Victory

      And after he opened up Heaven’s gates

      He turned and he called for me…

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