Christian Poems and Poetry about Christianity
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Christian poems, religious poetry written by those in the Christian faith. Also poems about Christianity, offering different perspectives on the religion. Poetry incorporating symbolism, ideas, practices and beliefs from the Christian faith.
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Skin Deep
Spelling out the nature of this that I despise
The stench of beauty exploited that tempts the beholders eyes
Raunchy from the innocence of what first was intended
Perversity idolatry, eroticism from purity descended
Bathing in the filth of our bodies exposed
Immodest in the will to sell
Profits at an all time high undisclosed
As pleasures pave way to usher them to hell
Identity stolen by the politics of domesticated culture
Immorality circling dead spirits like a bloodthirsty vulture
Youth siphoned through the corruption of...
The stench of beauty exploited that tempts the beholders eyes
Raunchy from the innocence of what first was intended
Perversity idolatry, eroticism from purity descended
Bathing in the filth of our bodies exposed
Immodest in the will to sell
Profits at an all time high undisclosed
As pleasures pave way to usher them to hell
Identity stolen by the politics of domesticated culture
Immorality circling dead spirits like a bloodthirsty vulture
Youth siphoned through the corruption of...
#Christian
#faith
#lust
#morality
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Unseen
Trek onward to overcome the fear
When it grates my flesh but feeds my spirit all the things I yearn to hear
Truths of grace breaking through
Undeserving yet still I hope in the invisible You
Debts cry to control
Lay claims to the will to reposes by default, my soul
With interests built up, the entitlement of the betrayed
Taken apart, dissect the heart, when my actions are filleted
You’ve every right to reject but still you love when I am unlovely
Fear cast out of perfect affections lavished upon
Beauty from the ashes when...
When it grates my flesh but feeds my spirit all the things I yearn to hear
Truths of grace breaking through
Undeserving yet still I hope in the invisible You
Debts cry to control
Lay claims to the will to reposes by default, my soul
With interests built up, the entitlement of the betrayed
Taken apart, dissect the heart, when my actions are filleted
You’ve every right to reject but still you love when I am unlovely
Fear cast out of perfect affections lavished upon
Beauty from the ashes when...
#Christian
#faith
#WritingPoetry
#fear
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Double Cross
Disturb my fragile sensibility
Disrupt the expectations of my wanting
When I chase temporal things to a fault
I fall pray in my humility to the Holy Ghost haunting
Answering the warning signs with replies of faith imbued by the call
What if there is something to it
When we dismiss the claims for broken records on repeat
Discerning truth amid the chaos of another’s source of vain conceit
The word is alive and I’m dead to rights
When I live subject to something divine
Shadows cast of unseen lights
The end doesn’t answer to my...
Disrupt the expectations of my wanting
When I chase temporal things to a fault
I fall pray in my humility to the Holy Ghost haunting
Answering the warning signs with replies of faith imbued by the call
What if there is something to it
When we dismiss the claims for broken records on repeat
Discerning truth amid the chaos of another’s source of vain conceit
The word is alive and I’m dead to rights
When I live subject to something divine
Shadows cast of unseen lights
The end doesn’t answer to my...
#religion
#God
#Christian
#faith
#morality
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Valhalla
Valhalla
rest day
Sunday is the day of rest for most people
except for cooks, servers, and housewives
They have Mondays
that day hasn't got many customers
they can warm up, Sunday's leftovers
it is said ennui is the day when the brain rest
that is why the slamming of car doors
is frowned upon.
I know of a man when building a home, used
gravestones as building material
He stayed in the house one night
could not stand
the whispering voice let me out of here
it was all a mistake
Moved into the barn shared...
rest day
Sunday is the day of rest for most people
except for cooks, servers, and housewives
They have Mondays
that day hasn't got many customers
they can warm up, Sunday's leftovers
it is said ennui is the day when the brain rest
that is why the slamming of car doors
is frowned upon.
I know of a man when building a home, used
gravestones as building material
He stayed in the house one night
could not stand
the whispering voice let me out of here
it was all a mistake
Moved into the barn shared...
#religion
#Christian
#prayer
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Tares
Duplicating digital journals to distribute another part of me
Auctioning off to bids for the worth of some semblance of legacy
Lest all I live for is just subject to be deleted
Waiting for my dreams to pay the bills as I’m gradually depleted
Time bought on the will of my debt to survive
Financing the means of breathing
Another cog in the machine
Killing myself to come alive
When the cost of everything is blood, I just keep on bleeding
In this material world of the consumerism fiend
Words in the tares sprout up to seed...
Auctioning off to bids for the worth of some semblance of legacy
Lest all I live for is just subject to be deleted
Waiting for my dreams to pay the bills as I’m gradually depleted
Time bought on the will of my debt to survive
Financing the means of breathing
Another cog in the machine
Killing myself to come alive
When the cost of everything is blood, I just keep on bleeding
In this material world of the consumerism fiend
Words in the tares sprout up to seed...
#LifeStruggles
#Christian
#spiritual
#SelfReflection
#philosophical
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Search and Rescue
Finding my fight again
Withdrawals from prone relapse
Is this more than an act or am I just killing time with words
Fleeting temptations flock in the murder of these crows
Resistance is not futile if we can outlast the birds
As thoughts fly by unnoticed
For all the things that no one knows
Harbor to these lies that size us up
Can our hearts break the mold of the cut we’ve been shoved into
Like a diamond lost for worth waiting to be excavated
Taking shape into something new
Jewelers authentication
Like gold refined by the...
Withdrawals from prone relapse
Is this more than an act or am I just killing time with words
Fleeting temptations flock in the murder of these crows
Resistance is not futile if we can outlast the birds
As thoughts fly by unnoticed
For all the things that no one knows
Harbor to these lies that size us up
Can our hearts break the mold of the cut we’ve been shoved into
Like a diamond lost for worth waiting to be excavated
Taking shape into something new
Jewelers authentication
Like gold refined by the...
#regret
#lust
#hope
#Christian
#addiction
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The Rising...
Easter is a fabulous time of year
Spring is in the air
Sun shines bright
Flowers bloom
It's feeling fresh
But something isn't right
For someone is dying, lying on a cross
He is in hell and no one can help
He is carrying the burden
The weight of our sins
But with death comes life
A sense of beginning
Renewal
Salvation
Starting over
The best part of Easter is...
Knowing he has risen
Born again
A man you can't put down
After your resurrection
You reigned for forty days - ...
Spring is in the air
Sun shines bright
Flowers bloom
It's feeling fresh
But something isn't right
For someone is dying, lying on a cross
He is in hell and no one can help
He is carrying the burden
The weight of our sins
But with death comes life
A sense of beginning
Renewal
Salvation
Starting over
The best part of Easter is...
Knowing he has risen
Born again
A man you can't put down
After your resurrection
You reigned for forty days - ...
#love
#hope
#spring
#Easter
#Christian
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Golgotha's HIll
Video
#religion
#God
#Christian
#faith
#spiritual
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The Fear Stings
I passed away long years ago
and death gave me all that I posses,
a comfy berth free of rent and tax, though,
being incomeless that could induce some stress.
I have a box to keep my bones within
a roof composed of good old English turf,
and here I lie and the dead long day sing
of the second coming and my rebirth.
I have sang all the old songs, composed anew,
and still I lie and still I sing,
although the notes are now lower and few,
as my bones return to dust, the fear stings.
and death gave me all that I posses,
a comfy berth free of rent and tax, though,
being incomeless that could induce some stress.
I have a box to keep my bones within
a roof composed of good old English turf,
and here I lie and the dead long day sing
of the second coming and my rebirth.
I have sang all the old songs, composed anew,
and still I lie and still I sing,
although the notes are now lower and few,
as my bones return to dust, the fear stings.
#death
#religion
#Christian
#rebirth
#rhyming
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Heart Craves Home
Silently, a girl is reading,
how to love and how to serve,
is her heart profoundly bleeding?
Surely, she has a nerve.
Her vision is floating
above castles of light,
covering in overcoating
her heart against the dark.
Shields aren't effective,
compared to the Agni Fire,
pain is still infective
underneath illusions dire.
She reads of karma's ways.
The insight, hovering, lands
on her head, a victorious day,
let Agni burn deceptive plans.
A time of trial has commenced.
A silent test...
how to love and how to serve,
is her heart profoundly bleeding?
Surely, she has a nerve.
Her vision is floating
above castles of light,
covering in overcoating
her heart against the dark.
Shields aren't effective,
compared to the Agni Fire,
pain is still infective
underneath illusions dire.
She reads of karma's ways.
The insight, hovering, lands
on her head, a victorious day,
let Agni burn deceptive plans.
A time of trial has commenced.
A silent test...
#love
#God
#Christian
#LifeChangingMoment
#SelfDiscovery
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A Deadly Town
In a place called Oak Ridge, Woodlands, Texas is the sacred temple...
The sacred place of peace and destruction.
Alia joins the masonic lodge despite what Christians think. Driving a sword.
Non people pleasing serum.
Armageddon has arrived. Stampede from Lion King 1 will happen.
And we all will die
The sacred place of peace and destruction.
Alia joins the masonic lodge despite what Christians think. Driving a sword.
Non people pleasing serum.
Armageddon has arrived. Stampede from Lion King 1 will happen.
And we all will die
#religion
#Christian
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The Issue of Blood
Drawing from dormant depths
Like excavating dry bones
I rise to speak of hope
Against the boast of self inflicted stones
When the heart beats guilt
In my shames acclaim to condemn
I remember that God is greater
As I reach out in desperation for the hem
Faith pulls on the power that flows through the garments of my Savior
Affliction likened unto this issue of my blood
Addiction unspoken drowns me in the turmoil of an isolated flood
When boasts my sins in silence
I suffer the weight of my own violence
...
Like excavating dry bones
I rise to speak of hope
Against the boast of self inflicted stones
When the heart beats guilt
In my shames acclaim to condemn
I remember that God is greater
As I reach out in desperation for the hem
Faith pulls on the power that flows through the garments of my Savior
Affliction likened unto this issue of my blood
Addiction unspoken drowns me in the turmoil of an isolated flood
When boasts my sins in silence
I suffer the weight of my own violence
...
#hope
#LifeStruggles
#Christian
#faith
#spiritual
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