Gospel Complete

The preaching of the gospel must be complete,

It cannot be only pleasant things.

The preaching must always tell the truth,

It cannot be just about what is good.

This gospel is based on satisfaction,

It wants to please the heart of the person.

This one does not matter about the real message,

It draws Christ with a new image.

It is the image of Jesus Christ, the servant,

His function is only to be like an attendant,

He is not considered the author of salvation,

They do not think about his sacrifice and affliction.

The gospel must come back to its origins,

The pure gospel saves people from their sins.

The gospel that shows Jesus crucified,

Cross’ gospel to forgive all sins of each life.

This kind of gospel must be revived.

Everyone can be saved with this message,

Leaving old ways, each person can change.

Leaving all his egocentrism behind,

The God father will be the center of his life.

The focus of God’s gospel is salvation,

Through repentance, forgiveness, and transformation.

There is no other way of preaching,

This was the message Christ commanded us to spread.

This poem is part of the book Christian Poetry Volume V.

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The Widow and Elijah

God said to Elijah to go away,

He should go to another place,

Where a woman would supply him.

He went according to the Lord’s saying.

He met a widow when he arrived at the land,

He asked for some water, and she gave in his hand.

Then Elijah asked her for some food,

The woman said she had almost no food or supplies,

She would cook for her and her son, and they would die.

The prophet asked the widow to serve him,

Saying that God would supply her with all things.

She trusted in what the prophet had said.

And she had food for many days.

It was a demonstration of God’s grace.

The prophet stayed with that woman,

And there was the death of her son.

She questioned the prophet Elijah:

Did you come to bring disgrace over me?

Did you come to take away my reason for living?

The prophet took the boy and prayed to God:

Let this boy’s life return to him, oh Lord!

The Lord resurrected that boy.

She saw that Elijah was a Lord’s man,

And she has never questioned Elijah again.

This poem is part of the book Christian Poetry Volume IV.

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The Word of Elijah

The land of Israel was living in sin,

To the idols, they were sacrificing.

To the Lord, they had no dedication,

They were bowing only to the abominations.

King Ahab sinned every day,

He led Israel’s people out of the Lord’s way.

Jezebel, his wife, increased the contamination,

She added many abominations.

God raised the prophet Elijah to rebuke the king,

He gave the message of the Lord to him:

Any rain will not fall on this land,

Until I give another command.

Elijah ran away to the brook to hide away,

The ravens gave him food every day.

The water dried up because of the lack of rain,

Accomplishing the words God had spoken.

The whole people of Israel could see,

Elijah said what God commanded him.

That was a signal for the people back to believe,

Only God has the power to do all of this.

This poem is part of the book Christian Poetry Volume IV.

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Good Father

We have a father with much love,

That is God, our Lord.

We are his beloved sons,

On our side, He is going on.

 

He never leaves us alone in our walking,

He is near us; He is always helping.

The way, He is cleansing,

All dirt and evil, He is removing.

 

When I make some mistakes,

As a good father, He will correct me,

The correction is not to punish me,

It is for my development.

 

There is no reason for revolting,

He is only teaching,

A good father must educate,

Believe, it is better in this way.

This poem is part of the book Christian Poetry Volume II.

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Freed From Sin

One heavy handcuff was on me,

It was hard to walk with it.

I thought to follow in many ways,

Wherever I walked, it was disturbing me.

It seemed that I was a slave.

But it was not usual slavery.

I was a slave of sin.

My life was corroded by many sins.

My soul seemed to be hurt.

I needed my freedom urgently.

I had to get out of this prison of malignity.

I lived every moment, lamenting.

And every day, there were new sufferings.

One day, my long-awaited freedom came to me

The Lord came to me with the key.

From my prison, He freed me.

For me, a new life started.

Of all wickedness, He rid me.

I live under the protection of the God of love.

That One who rid me of all evils.

With his strong arm, He rescued me.

I will adore only Him,

Because only his mercy could free me.

This poem is part of the book Christian Poetry Volume I.

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