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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Dear God,
As I pen this brutally honest letter, it aches in my soul how mankind has been lied to, to the point where truth has all but been lost.
Ive always been scared, scared I would get it wrong, the whole faith and truth thing.
What if tradition has lied? What if we have just believed what we have passed down for so long and because we are scared to offend you, we just keep in it. I want you to know, from the depths of my heart, I will believe whatever you require me to believe in. My faith is in you, God of Abraham. You are the head, the God of love. If you say your son...
As I pen this brutally honest letter, it aches in my soul how mankind has been lied to, to the point where truth has all but been lost.
Ive always been scared, scared I would get it wrong, the whole faith and truth thing.
What if tradition has lied? What if we have just believed what we have passed down for so long and because we are scared to offend you, we just keep in it. I want you to know, from the depths of my heart, I will believe whatever you require me to believe in. My faith is in you, God of Abraham. You are the head, the God of love. If you say your son...
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#prayer
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God, Can't You Hear Me?
Don't you care when you spit on gays because your book said so?
That you use your book for a way to hurt people?
Doesn't God see this?
Can't he wipe my tears
for all who just wanna be loved
and accepted
only to be spit on
in the name of justice
and Hell?
Why can't no one see what I see?
Stop with your pitch forks,
I've got the Devil's number.
I can call anytime.
I control him,
he doesn't control me,
bitch.
That you use your book for a way to hurt people?
Doesn't God see this?
Can't he wipe my tears
for all who just wanna be loved
and accepted
only to be spit on
in the name of justice
and Hell?
Why can't no one see what I see?
Stop with your pitch forks,
I've got the Devil's number.
I can call anytime.
I control him,
he doesn't control me,
bitch.
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This poem is called Merry Christmas
It was cold .....
Yes...very cold outside....
.....but for some reason.....
.....
I felt warm....!!!!
.....
I didn't know why....
No....I couldn't figure it out....
.....for there was ice....in the streets....
grey clouds above....
and even a little snow....falling down.....
......and yet...
I felt warm.....so warm within......
......and
I couldn't see why....
......no....I couldn't see how.....
But then I knew......
......
Yes......
......
.......for soon....in just a few days...... ...
Yes...very cold outside....
.....but for some reason.....
.....
I felt warm....!!!!
.....
I didn't know why....
No....I couldn't figure it out....
.....for there was ice....in the streets....
grey clouds above....
and even a little snow....falling down.....
......and yet...
I felt warm.....so warm within......
......and
I couldn't see why....
......no....I couldn't see how.....
But then I knew......
......
Yes......
......
.......for soon....in just a few days...... ...
#Christian
#Christmas
#God
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In Due Time
The seven angels have sounded their trumpets
Unleashing death unto mankind
Few will be spared this horrible fate
The holy who bare the sign
Now I have seen the light and I know the truth
And I hope that I’m on his list
The locusts are coming
With skeletons, armed, to drag you into the abyss
(Chorus)
In due time
You will meet your maker
Look to the sky
For the creator
In due time
You will die
In due time
Due time
(2)
The plague hit the land
and ice turned to sand
The moon fell out of the...
Unleashing death unto mankind
Few will be spared this horrible fate
The holy who bare the sign
Now I have seen the light and I know the truth
And I hope that I’m on his list
The locusts are coming
With skeletons, armed, to drag you into the abyss
(Chorus)
In due time
You will meet your maker
Look to the sky
For the creator
In due time
You will die
In due time
Due time
(2)
The plague hit the land
and ice turned to sand
The moon fell out of the...
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The Book of Man
A story book their ingenious invention,
written with dishonest intention,
Penned by scribes with trembling quills,
To carve out myths and codify wills,
A patchwork text of borrowed, made up lore,
Bound to man an enthrall, to preach, implore.
Not a single voice divine, nor a holy pen,
But the schemes of greed, domination by power-hungry men.
Written by the minority they cleverly invent,
for the majority their ambitious intent,
Chosen by those who claim divine favor,
A gift to the few, the masses...
written with dishonest intention,
Penned by scribes with trembling quills,
To carve out myths and codify wills,
A patchwork text of borrowed, made up lore,
Bound to man an enthrall, to preach, implore.
Not a single voice divine, nor a holy pen,
But the schemes of greed, domination by power-hungry men.
Written by the minority they cleverly invent,
for the majority their ambitious intent,
Chosen by those who claim divine favor,
A gift to the few, the masses...
#Christian
#God
#honesty
#religion
#TruthOfLife
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A Choir of Lies
In the halls of guilt, where coins
sing like crickets in the dark,
their psalms rise, a lattice of smoke
curling from a dying flame.
fear not the sins of others,
rather the sins of their own,
more than the sins of devil,
It's the sins of the Father after all.
The altar gleams, not with divinity,
but with the cold sheen of rivers
choked by gold. Their voices echo,
hollow gourds beaten by the wind,
each note a shard of glass
pressed against the throat of belief.
Abaddon watches like a stormcloud ...
sing like crickets in the dark,
their psalms rise, a lattice of smoke
curling from a dying flame.
fear not the sins of others,
rather the sins of their own,
more than the sins of devil,
It's the sins of the Father after all.
The altar gleams, not with divinity,
but with the cold sheen of rivers
choked by gold. Their voices echo,
hollow gourds beaten by the wind,
each note a shard of glass
pressed against the throat of belief.
Abaddon watches like a stormcloud ...
#Christian
#God
#heaven #religion
#heaven #religion
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A Devilish Deal
Come one, come all, the carnival's here!
Bring your soul; there’s no need to fear.
Step right up to the Devil’s stand,
He’ll trade your essence for a sleight of hand.
The Dark One grins, his pitch refined,
“A bargain struck will free your mind!
Forget those rules of guilt and pain,
Just sign this slip and break your chain.”
“But what’s the catch?” you skeptics cry,
“What’s hidden deep within the lie?”
The Devil laughs, his voice a drawl,
“Oh, nothing much… just your mortal thrall.”
Religion gasps, the pews erupt, ...
Bring your soul; there’s no need to fear.
Step right up to the Devil’s stand,
He’ll trade your essence for a sleight of hand.
The Dark One grins, his pitch refined,
“A bargain struck will free your mind!
Forget those rules of guilt and pain,
Just sign this slip and break your chain.”
“But what’s the catch?” you skeptics cry,
“What’s hidden deep within the lie?”
The Devil laughs, his voice a drawl,
“Oh, nothing much… just your mortal thrall.”
Religion gasps, the pews erupt, ...
#Christian
#faith
#religion #spiritual
#religion #spiritual
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I Still Wanna Know Why
These Hell testimonies...are they accurate? Muslim seeing Jesus. Folks from other religions seeing Jesus. I just don't...I don't understand it. I've heard also that it seems random whether someone goes to "Hell" or not, and that their life circumstances determine their afterlife. But I don't know. I don't understand.
Christianity is the only religion it seems that talks about unconditional love; it feels so right yet so wrong.
Why does Jesus think I wanna be like the Christians who are eager to point out my sin and that I'm going to Hell rather than actually...
Christianity is the only religion it seems that talks about unconditional love; it feels so right yet so wrong.
Why does Jesus think I wanna be like the Christians who are eager to point out my sin and that I'm going to Hell rather than actually...
#Christian
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Spy
I come to church, so I can later reveal all their secrets. Those dirty, dirty secrets.
Not sure if God can handle me. I'm brutally honest, and if that involves cussing, I will!
I'll call the devil's number to point out all their sins. Heh heh.
They don't call me Princess of Hell and Earth for nothing! My name (Sarah) means princess.
Whether or not I go to Hell I'm not sure. But I want to feel free!!!
God knows I have a dark passenger that needs taming. Creating dark art is the only way to do this. I cannot be afraid of those who want to...
Not sure if God can handle me. I'm brutally honest, and if that involves cussing, I will!
I'll call the devil's number to point out all their sins. Heh heh.
They don't call me Princess of Hell and Earth for nothing! My name (Sarah) means princess.
Whether or not I go to Hell I'm not sure. But I want to feel free!!!
God knows I have a dark passenger that needs taming. Creating dark art is the only way to do this. I cannot be afraid of those who want to...
#Christian
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Finding Out Who I Am Outside of Religion
Letting go of not knowing the mysteries of this world and after is the hardest thing to do. What if there's a hell? What if I'm going there? What if? What if?
I don't have the answer. I'm spiritual for sure, but I'm not the one taking away the rights of gays or making sex education weird.
I want to live outside of who's in spiritual danger and who isn't. Live outside of a sheltered, closed mind. My mind doesn't work this way. It seeks possibilities. It seeks the bigger picture.
I don't wish to label myself when it comes to religious views because it doesn't...
I don't have the answer. I'm spiritual for sure, but I'm not the one taking away the rights of gays or making sex education weird.
I want to live outside of who's in spiritual danger and who isn't. Live outside of a sheltered, closed mind. My mind doesn't work this way. It seeks possibilities. It seeks the bigger picture.
I don't wish to label myself when it comes to religious views because it doesn't...
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My One Wish
I don't ask for bravery like Paul.
Nor brute strength like David.
Nor wisdom like Solomon.
I asked to know
the suffering of Jesus Christ,
so we could be
deeply connected.
My spiritual brother,
Jesus.
Nor brute strength like David.
Nor wisdom like Solomon.
I asked to know
the suffering of Jesus Christ,
so we could be
deeply connected.
My spiritual brother,
Jesus.
#Christian
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Sexy Girl
You told me you knew Jason,
that you were having his baby.
Sad little Sarah wanted to scream,
but Alia wants to know your little secret,
sexy girl.
You got a sexy smile,
there's a secret
behind your madness.
Just like Jodi Arias's
sexy little ass.
Stab, stab, stab
her boyfriend 30 times.
They say evil men
and prostitutes will enter
before the Pharisees.
That little place called Heaven.
I know why,
sexy girl.
Do you know why,
sexy girl?
After all,
heaven's just a...
that you were having his baby.
Sad little Sarah wanted to scream,
but Alia wants to know your little secret,
sexy girl.
You got a sexy smile,
there's a secret
behind your madness.
Just like Jodi Arias's
sexy little ass.
Stab, stab, stab
her boyfriend 30 times.
They say evil men
and prostitutes will enter
before the Pharisees.
That little place called Heaven.
I know why,
sexy girl.
Do you know why,
sexy girl?
After all,
heaven's just a...
#Christian
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