Inspiring poems about God's love to remind you how much God loves each and every one of us. These Christian poems express the joy of knowing how much God cares and loves every person He has created. You can also see expressions of how we may feel if we did not have God's love as a refuge.
God's love for us is a great gift!
God's love is expressed in many ways,
In family, friends, money, and other blessings galore all of our days,
For we all are precious to Him,
Jesus did not die on a whim,
His love beyond measure for each of us is unique,
It brings me to tears so that I cannot speak,
Each one of us is a favorite to God,
Everyone from the poor to the rich on this planet of sod,
Do not think you have to forever labor,
His great love does not depend upon our behavior,
For love is not something God does--- it is who He is,
That is why I accepted Christ and am forever His.
Midst scenes of distress, oh I what would we do,
If God's love like His rainbow was not
Encircling the world, with its chasms of woe,
Where the sin-burdened souls writhe in despair?
Our heart's strings would snap, when life's cold storms blow.
Blighting the hopes of our sunniest hour,
If the soul in its anguish then did not know
That all things were made and ruled by God's pow'r.
Alone on life's sea, oh! where would we drift.
If God's love did not encircle the soul;
Bearing it onward to faith's tow'ring cliff,
As the ages of eternity roll?
Our bark would be wrecked, on some rocky
Where powers of darkness ever would reign,
If we knew not, when our voyage was o'er,
That smiles of our Lord would banish all pain.
When sowing the wheat and reaping the tares.
And struggling to rise, we stumble and fall.
What could we do, to escape Satan's snares,
If God's love was not a refuge for all?
God Is Love Poet: John Bowring
I cannot always trace the way
Where Thou, Almighty One, dost move,
But I can always, always say,
That God is love.
When fear her chilling mantle throws
O'er earth, my soul to heaven above,
As to her native home, upsprings,
For God is love.
When mystery clouds my darkened path,
I'll check my dread, my doubts reprove;
In this my soul sweet comfort hath,
That God is love.
Yes, God is love; a thought like this
Can every gloomy thought remove,
And turn all tears, all woes, to bliss,
For God is love.
The Fullness Of His Love
by Frances Ridley Havergal
The fullness of His blessing encompasseth our way;
The fullness of His promises crowns every brightening day;
The fullness of His glory is beaming from above,
While more and more we realize the fullness of His love.
This valley rest be thine,
Rest nobly won, thine by the toil of years;
Rest which has come of struggle and of tears;
Sweet prelude to the rest of higher spheres;
Here, evermore entwine
Such fragrant flowers as grew in Eden's bliss,
And never bloom except in vales like this.
Home's sweetest rest is here;
Love's golden throne! Love's coronation day!
Love weaves for thee her softest, sweetest lay,
Love walks with thee in love's delicious way, -
White robed, with heart sincere,-
She lisps of all things, beautiful and good,
And bathes thy brow with tears of gratitude.
Though in the valley still.
Thy saintly years are as the mountain's height,
Where widening visions burst upon thy sight,
And gardens of thy toil blossom in light;
Bright hopes thy spirit fill.
While tides of joy in softest murmurs roll,
And home's sweet loves are song birds of the soul.
God's love is over all!
In measure broader than the broadest sea.
In all its nature perfect purity.
In full "Baptisms" may it come to thee,
Baptisms few nor small,
Then sing anew thy mother's cherished psalms,
Till altogether wave victorious palms.
God is True
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
As we love our children, God loves us so,
A true love that continues to grow.
His love knows no bounds, it's pure and divine,
In every heartbeat, His affection will shine.
He cherishes us more than we can comprehend,
Guiding us on a journey that'll never end.
So, let us rejoice and let our spirits be lifted,
For the boundless love of God, which leaves us gifted.
In heavens vast, where angels sing,
A love beyond our minds takes wing.
Its power, depth, and strength divine,
Eludes our grasp, like endless time.
With humble heart we seek to find,
God's love profound, so pure and kind,
Yet, as mortals bound, we comprehend,
Such love transcends what we can comprehend.
Love Of God Poet: F. W. Faber
For the love of God is broader
Than the measure of mankind;
And the heart of the Eternal
Is most wonderfully kind.
If our love were but more simple
We should take Him at his word;
And our lives would be all sunshine
In the sweetness of our Lord.
God's Patient Love Poet: Unknown
God's patient love! Misunderstood
By hearts that suffer in the night.
Doubted - yet waiting till Heaven's light
Shall show how all things work for good.
God's endless Love! What will it be
When earthly shadows flee away,
For all eternity's bright day
The unfolding of that Love to see!
Great Gift Poet: Alaurice Francis Egan
If we love God, we know what loving is,
For love is God's, He sent it to the earth,
Half human, half divine, all glorious, -
Half human, half divine, but wholly His;
Not loving God, we know not love's true worth,
We taste not the great gift He gave to us.
Gift Of Heaven Poet: Unknown
Oh never mind the months and days;
The things that people wear
Are all outside; there's something else
That's ever young and fair.
'Tis love that makes the joy of life,
Love - the best gift of Heaven.
Like a cradle rocking, rocking,
Silent, peaceful to and fro,
Like a mother's sweet looks dropping
On the little face below, -
Hangs the green earth, swinging, turning,
Jarless, noiseless, safe and slow;
Falls the light of God's face bending
Down, and watching us below.
And as feeble babes that suffer,
Toss and cry, and will not rest.
Are the ones the tender mother
Holds the closest, loves the best.
So when we are weak and wretched,
By our sins weighed down, distressed,
Then it is that God's great patience
Holds us closest, loves us best.
O great Heart of God! whose loving
Cannot hindered be nor crossed;
Will not weary, will not even
In our death itself be lost, -
Love divine! of such great loving
Only mothers know the cost, -
Cost of love, which, all love passing,
Gave a Son to save the lost.
God Hears Poet: Whittier
The dear God hears and pities all,
He knoweth all our wants,
And what we blindly ask of Him
His love withholds or grants.
And so I sometimes think our prayers
Might well be merged in one,
And nest and perch, and hearth and church,
Repeat " Thy will be done."
Love Unchanged Poet: Owen Meredith
Life's shadows fluctuate; God's love does not,
And His love is unchanged, when it changes our lot.
Looking up to this light, which is common to all,
And down to these shadows on each side that fall,
In Time's silent circle, so various for each.
Is it nothing to know that they never can reach
So far, but that light lies beyond them forever?
There's Not A.... Poet: G. Griffin
There's not a flower that decks the vale,
There's not a beam that lights the mountain,
There's not a shrub that scents the gale.
There's not a wind that stirs the fountain,
There's not a hue that paints the rose.
There's not a leaf around us lying;
But in its use some beauty shows,
God's love to us and love undying!
O love divine! no soul has e'er
Thy wondrous depths explored;
O priceless gift! we fain would have
Thy riches on us poured.
Let mortals join with all their might,
Let earth and heaven both unite
To sing- thy praise by day and night;
The half can ne'er be told.
O love divine, what treasures yet
Within thy coffers lie!
The gold and silver of the earth
Would not thy riches buy.
E'en though the sands upon the shore
Of every sea should turn to ore
Of choicest metal, 'twere no more
Than naught compared to thee.
O love divine, in thee our souls
Eternal pleasures find,
Surpassing all that earth could give,
Were all its powers combined.
Thy music sweet we love to sing,
Our spirits ever to thee would cling;
An offering now of praise we bring
In humble sacrifice.
O love divine, 'tis wonderful
That mortals here below
May share thy grace most excellent,
Thy wondrous power know!
Around our hearts forever entwine,
And let thy beauties in us shine,
That we may be, O love divine,
Completely lost in thee.
The Love Of God Poet: Unknown
Could we with ink the ocean fill.
Were the whole world of parchment made.
Were every single stick a quill,
Were every man a scribe by trade;
To write the love of God alone
Would drain the ocean dry;
Nor could the scroll contain the whole
Though stretched from sky to sky.
What Is Love Poet: William Clegg
That pure, celestial, never dying fire,
Which prompts the songs of heavenâs immortal choir;
An attribute of heaven, sublime and pure,
True charity, which ever will endure;
The strong impetus of unmeasured speed
Of angels sent to saints in times of need;
The arm of Deity encircling man,
âTill fully saved by His eternal plan.
The power supreme that casts out slavish fear
And fills the soul with peace, when death is near;
Knows no suspicion, fears no evil day,
For he who loves his Maker, will obey.
A feast divine when free from sinâs alloy;
A store exhaustless of unmingled joy.
âTis mercyâs highway from the throne above,
âTis Heaven indeed, for God Himself is Love!
The God Of Love
Poet: Ella Williams
Daniel's wisdom may I know,
Stephen's faith and patience show,
John's divine compassion feel,
Moses' meekness, Joshua's zeal;
Run like persevering Paul,
Win the prize and conquer all.
Mary's love may I possess,
Lydia's tender-heartedness,
'Peter's ardent spirit feel,
James' faith by works reveal;
Like young Timothy may I
Every sinful passion fly.
Job's submission let me know,
Samuel's call, O may I hear,
Lazarus' happy portion share;
Let Isaiah's hallowed tire
All any new born soul inspire.
Mine be Jacob's wrestling prayer,
Gideon's valiant steadfast care,
Joseph's purity impart,
Isaac's meditative heart;
Abraham's friendship let me prove,
Faithful to the God of love.
Most of all, may I pursue
That example Jesus drew,
In my life and conduct show
How He lived and walked below;
Day by day through grace conferred,
Imitate my dearest Lord.
Then shall I these worthies meet.
With them bow at Jesus' feet,
With them praise the God of love,
With them share the joys above,
With them range the blissful shore,
Meet them all to part no more.
On The Cross
Poet: John Zurn
On the cross, He bore our pain and strife,
Jesus, the giver of eternal life.
In His sacrifice, fear of death unwound,
Comfort and hope in grief we found.
His love pierced through the darkest night,
Filling our hearts with radiant light.
With Him beside, in every sorrow we face,
We're assured of peace and endless grace.
God Is Love Poet: Unknown
Lo! the heavens are breaking,
Pure and bright above;
Light and life awaking,
Murmur, "God is love."
Music now is ringing,
Through the leafy grove,
Feathered songsters, singing,
Warble, "God is love."
Wake, my heart, and springing,
Spread thy wings above;
Soaring still, and singing,-
Singing, "God is love."