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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Practice What You Preach

#Christian
#dirty
#hypocrisy
#lust
#sex
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The Call Of The Father
The Father calls out, "My dear child, come to Me!
Let not death and destruction
seperate us.
Cry out to Me, and I will receive you back.
I have never left you nor forsaken you."
The call of the Father never ceases.
Let not death and destruction
seperate us.
Cry out to Me, and I will receive you back.
I have never left you nor forsaken you."
The call of the Father never ceases.
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#God
#love #spiritual
#love #spiritual
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Garment Watchers
Sister G was an elderly Christian woman. She invited a man named Malcolm to a church in Old Harbour. Malcolm was not a churchgoer, but he decided to pay a visit to the church. On the second Sunday in February, he went to the church, and he wore the only suit and the only necktie that he had. Nobody said anything to him about his outfit on the first day.
The following Sunday, Malcolm wore the same suit and the same necktie to church, and nobody said anything to him about his clothes on that day either. He started to get a good feeling about the members of the congregation. He...
The following Sunday, Malcolm wore the same suit and the same necktie to church, and nobody said anything to him about his clothes on that day either. He started to get a good feeling about the members of the congregation. He...
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#God
#religion #shame
#religion #shame
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Upstairs

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#God
#religion
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American Churches
A pastor Jim Schulz resides there.
The one we pass along the road
whose lettered sign deplores
excuse for sin, and extols grace.
My bland and musty Anglia faith
askance observes this Pentecostal wrath,
the churches like warehouses of the soul,
the Wal-Mart for your Christ-shaped whole.
We see five churches on one block,
some pillared and tall, and some very small,
and one a single office stuck between
a van rental and nail bar, it seems.
Religion’s as common as commerce out here,
competing with...
The one we pass along the road
whose lettered sign deplores
excuse for sin, and extols grace.
My bland and musty Anglia faith
askance observes this Pentecostal wrath,
the churches like warehouses of the soul,
the Wal-Mart for your Christ-shaped whole.
We see five churches on one block,
some pillared and tall, and some very small,
and one a single office stuck between
a van rental and nail bar, it seems.
Religion’s as common as commerce out here,
competing with...
#America
#Christian
#religion #spiritual
#religion #spiritual
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AQUATIC CREATURE
Diving deeper into the sea
Aquatic creature free you be
No hair…No fur…size of a pea
Silver and gold swim passed me
Transparent lesson ye teach me
My eyes now opened to clearly see
The classic beauty of simplicity
Has no need for complexity.
Your loud silence’s deafening pitch
Bothers not anyone - a single inch
Forever hydrated n your tank-water niche
Aquatic creature, you’re no snitch
Muted thoughts – your lesson’s rich:
Minding your own,
You swim alone
Back and forth – to and fro
Therapeutic tranquil...
Aquatic creature free you be
No hair…No fur…size of a pea
Silver and gold swim passed me
Transparent lesson ye teach me
My eyes now opened to clearly see
The classic beauty of simplicity
Has no need for complexity.
Your loud silence’s deafening pitch
Bothers not anyone - a single inch
Forever hydrated n your tank-water niche
Aquatic creature, you’re no snitch
Muted thoughts – your lesson’s rich:
Minding your own,
You swim alone
Back and forth – to and fro
Therapeutic tranquil...
#Christian
#faith
#spiritual #TruthOfLife
#spiritual #TruthOfLife
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Love of a Preacher Man
Written from a journal entry about Shawn.
Here I am at 27, a single mother, an addict unable to care for my child. I've been labeled a whore by many. But still, he cares for me. I stumbled upon an unexpected beacon of hope in the form of a man whose heart is as big as downtown Dallas.
He is a preacher, his voice ringing through the halls of his storefront church, offering salvation to those like me, cast aside by society. With boundless kindness, he spends his days serving the homeless, preparing meals with the same love a mother might put into a family dinner.
...
Here I am at 27, a single mother, an addict unable to care for my child. I've been labeled a whore by many. But still, he cares for me. I stumbled upon an unexpected beacon of hope in the form of a man whose heart is as big as downtown Dallas.
He is a preacher, his voice ringing through the halls of his storefront church, offering salvation to those like me, cast aside by society. With boundless kindness, he spends his days serving the homeless, preparing meals with the same love a mother might put into a family dinner.
...
#admiration
#Christian
#love #religion
#love #religion
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Stone Angels. Crystalline Demons
Crack of lightning
Clap of thunder
Tears of the clouds
Dead silence
Spires reaching heavenwards
Salvation found
Choirs guide the new saint
Temptation awaits
Trepidations of the fallen
A seven-course sin
On fine silver
In palaces of blood
I see you
Ichor of the Beast
Crown of bone
Form beautifully translucent
A reflection of corruption
Sigils writ in shifting light
Grant the relief of faith clad
Heavy as stone
In the arms and song of the highest
Veiled in...
Clap of thunder
Tears of the clouds
Dead silence
Spires reaching heavenwards
Salvation found
Choirs guide the new saint
Temptation awaits
Trepidations of the fallen
A seven-course sin
On fine silver
In palaces of blood
I see you
Ichor of the Beast
Crown of bone
Form beautifully translucent
A reflection of corruption
Sigils writ in shifting light
Grant the relief of faith clad
Heavy as stone
In the arms and song of the highest
Veiled in...
#angels
#Christian
#devil #morality
#devil #morality
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Last Stand in Honky Land: 1945 style
No kraut could make a baby fast enough
once the world caught on to their sick plan
where they thought their "master race" was so tough
that they'd win all of the fights they began...
and now, eighty years on, their curse is back,
where paleface thinks they own the world
and will not share it with the brown and black
or have their blood be by nature swirled
and by that spin a worthy future make
where turpitude no longer serves to pay,
for sabotage, or any news that's fake,
just for the worst of us to have their way...
the...
once the world caught on to their sick plan
where they thought their "master race" was so tough
that they'd win all of the fights they began...
and now, eighty years on, their curse is back,
where paleface thinks they own the world
and will not share it with the brown and black
or have their blood be by nature swirled
and by that spin a worthy future make
where turpitude no longer serves to pay,
for sabotage, or any news that's fake,
just for the worst of us to have their way...
the...
#Christian
#deception
#ignorance
#politics
#racism
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And So Hell Trembled With His Step
Semper Sanctus
Head bowed in contemplation
The weight of eternity pressing against my brow
Upon the parchment of the world
The liturgy of man is writ in sigil and blood
A scripture of ascent, a hymn of fire
His Glory—
A gesture of silence
A truth beyond breath, beyond name
The Alpha and Omega inscribed in unseen ink
A covenant sealed in the marrow of existence
Salvation is found in flame
In the tongues of fire that danced above the apostles
In the incense rising like the prayers of the saint ...
Head bowed in contemplation
The weight of eternity pressing against my brow
Upon the parchment of the world
The liturgy of man is writ in sigil and blood
A scripture of ascent, a hymn of fire
His Glory—
A gesture of silence
A truth beyond breath, beyond name
The Alpha and Omega inscribed in unseen ink
A covenant sealed in the marrow of existence
Salvation is found in flame
In the tongues of fire that danced above the apostles
In the incense rising like the prayers of the saint ...
#Christian
#death
#faith #God
#faith #God
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Elohim Stairs
Climb beyond flesh and bone
An ascent towards divinity's throne
72 names writ now unfold
Glory for the young and old
Thrones of wisdoms unfurled
Eyes like glowing white pearl
Befoulment towards death
An eternity before final breath
Come as ye serpents are
Lay with the trampled Morningstar
An ascent towards divinity's throne
72 names writ now unfold
Glory for the young and old
Thrones of wisdoms unfurled
Eyes like glowing white pearl
Befoulment towards death
An eternity before final breath
Come as ye serpents are
Lay with the trampled Morningstar
#Christian
#dark
#devil
#God
#religion
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Inside Richard Rose's Mind
The secret realm.
Richard's mind.
Darryl and Diana stop there, shocked at the bloody sky. They also stop shocked at the fact they're nearly naked. Diana wears a green bra and panties. Darryl blank trunks. They hold each other's hands tight, bracing themselves for the true showdown between them and her father. All through out this world are signs telling too many rules. Trying to persecute them.
Darryl and Diana have seen each other naked before. They've had sex after all and that was the problem here. A sign already popped out at them, Diana getting freaked...
Richard's mind.
Darryl and Diana stop there, shocked at the bloody sky. They also stop shocked at the fact they're nearly naked. Diana wears a green bra and panties. Darryl blank trunks. They hold each other's hands tight, bracing themselves for the true showdown between them and her father. All through out this world are signs telling too many rules. Trying to persecute them.
Darryl and Diana have seen each other naked before. They've had sex after all and that was the problem here. A sign already popped out at them, Diana getting freaked...
#Christian
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