Poet: John Zurn
When days seem long
and hard to bear,
my master comes to see me.
When things go wrong,
and no one cares,
my master comes to lead me.
When hope is gone,
and I despair,
my master makes me stronger.
When faith retreats,
and loss exists,
my master comes to free me.
When trust recedes,
and fools persist,
my Lord will know the danger.
When love believes
and grace accepts,
I praise my Lord and Savior.
Poems About God
Poet: Catherine Pulsifer
In dazzling light, with hearts ablaze,
Our God deserves endless praise,
Who sent His Son, a gift of love,
To earth below from heaven above.
With open arms and mercy pure,
He bore our sins, our souls secure.
Oh, how my spirit soars and sings,
For nothing on Earth deserves more praise than our King!
Poems About Worship
Poet: J. J. Thorne
Every creature of every kind,
And the earth upon which we trod;
Were made by hands holy and divine,
All the mercy of God.
The animal vegetable and mineral kingdom,
Season's sickness and death which places us in the sod;
Trouble, pleasure, hell, heaven, labor and Jesus,
All the mercy of God.
Love, strength, heart and conscience,
That opens the road of duty to plod;
And all creation visible to the eye,
All the- mercy of God.
Man's fate and heart compared to heaven,
Is but an evil nod;
He cannot thank with a true spirit,
or all the mercy of God.
God's Mercy Poems
Poet: Eloise A. Skimings
To Thee, O God, to thee,
Be praise forever given:
Look down with love on me.
And raise my soul to Heaven.
Be Thou my guide and stay,
My hope when sorrows come;
To all who watch and pray
Thou give a Heavenly home.
Then cease, aching heart,
And throb no more v/ith pain;
Ne'er from thy God depart,
A crown in Heaven thou gain.
Heaven Poems
Poet: Julie Hebert, © 2015
What is it that makes,
Happiness in your heart?
Is it your job or your friends,
Or maybe a fresh start.
What is it that allows,
You to find your way?
Maybe school or a trip,
Or a change of your day.
What is it that keeps,
Your faith in full light?
Is it church or a song,
Or a sense of great sight?
Too often it happens,
Truth becomes a haze,
When in reality,
It's God we should praise.
Praise God Quotes
Poet: Greta Zwaan, © 2010
Are you aware of the words that you use
In the songs of praise that you sing?
Do they convey your soul's inner joy,
A thanksgiving offering you bring?
Do they reveal the depths of your faith,
Do you sing the words from your heart?
Or do you just follow along with the crowd,
Ritualistically doing your part?
"I'll Go Where You Want Me To Go, Dear Lord;"
Can you commit to that thought?
Or "All To Jesus I Surrender"
And think of the battles He fought?
Be faithful in worship, be wary of words,
Don't promise what you can't fulfill.
Sing of your love and praise to the Lord,
But sometimes it's best to keep still.
Poems About Faith
Poet: Hugh Owen Meredith
For every minute of my day
To God the praise be said,
For daily walk, for daily talk,
For daily beef and bread!
More than for all His other works
I praise Him in my bed
For this delight of closing night,
My golden drowsihed.
Thank You God Poems
Poet: Greta Zwaan, © 2000
Oh, what might! What wondrous power, holding earth around me;
Sparkling stars and shining sun, glorious gifts surround me.
Snowcapped mountains, babbling brooks, verdant trees, sweet flowers,
Time; the length we do not know, cause to praise for hours.
So much cause to praise the Lord, God, our great Designer;
From the dust He formed it all - dust? What can be finer?
Man makes things from what exists, but God needs no assistance;
Even tiny seeds we plant are, to man, resistant.
Without God, who sends the rain, who grants to us our seasons,
Brings forth blossoms, buds, then flowers, symmetrically, with reasons.
It's God's love that gives us all gifts we cannot measure;
Willingly He blesses it, and it gives Him much pleasure.
What does God want in return? Full, complete devotion;
Casting all our cares on Him, feelings, hurts, emotions.
Letting Him design our life, giving us direction;
Holding nothing back from Him - our love, our cares, affection.
For 'tis God who gives us life, who holds it with His power;
And blesses those who serve His cause, each moment, yes, each hour.
No earthly being compares to Him, for all are His creations,
For He is ruler of the world, the King of all the nations.
Though man will sin and turn away and think that he is master,
His worldly powers all will end - without God, there's great disaster!
But God does not enforce His love, we're free to make our own choice;
If we disdain His greatest Gift and do not head that still voice.
Then we surrender future grace, we've chosen not to heed Him;
God leaves us to defend ourselves, we've stated, "We don't need Him."
Beware, oh foolish bit of clay, your riches all will perish,
Your gold will vanish as the wind, the gold that you now cherish.
And on your deathbed, who will guide your soul across to glory?
No one! No one! For you refused, too late now to be sorry.
Don't wait 'till time has elapsed, don't cause yourself such sorrow;
Today! Accept the Lord your God. Don't wait! There's no tomorrow.
