Writing for God

If I write a poem of adoration,

I want to show God my heart’s devotion.

May He see the love inside me,

My heart delights when I praise Him.

I make it to express to God my feelings,

And to demonstrate all my love for Him.

I really like to do it,

I feel the need to write.

It is like a conversation between God and me,

While the poem is forming.

It is the Lord who comes to inspire me,

With the right words, He comes to talk to me.

I make it to exalt his name,

And to announce his name in other places.

May everyone know about the Lord,

And they learn everything about his love.

God is a God with much love,

And every day, He inspires me.

May each poem can touch you,

And God can approach you. 

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

See the book:

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Israel’s Journey

There were forty years of walking and distress,

There were too many days of being homeless.

They were walking in the heat of the wilderness,

And the Lord God was always close to them.

God did not allow any evil to happen,

From the rocks, God gushed out water to them.

The food they needed was always appearing.

There was no kind of lack of anything.

Even clothes and sandals, the Lord was preserving,

Even with the long journey, nothing was missing.

Everything happened according to the will of the Lord,

That preserved everyone, to give the land He swore.

Moises said to the people his last words,

Asking everyone to be obedient,

May they not deviate from the way that was decent.

Obeying only the Lord his God,

The promised blessings will come from the Lord.

Before the people, Moises blessed Joshua,

Making him the new leader to follow the faith.

The twelve tribes, Moses also blessed,

Words of encouragement and blessings, he pronounced.

God said that Moses would not enter the land.

At Mount Nebo, he saw the place as God has command,

The land that was promised to the people to inhabit.

Right there, has died, the servant of the Lord.

And never there was a man who talked so much to God.

Joshua received the encouragement coming from God,

The arrival at the land has been promised by the Lord.

The whole people were prepared to go away,

Each tribe cared about what they had to take away.

Ahead of the people went the ark of the covenant,

The feet of the priests touched the Jordan,

And its waters divided, creating a big wall.

The people passed through dry river land.

One more time, God was amid them.

Twelve stones were collected in the middle of Jordan.

To remember to the people this great wonder.

The promise of the Lord God has been accomplished,

He gave to Israel’s people the land He promised.

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

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Wrong Life

Today, I died,

My whole life, I lived in crime.

Another way, I did not know.

Nothing good, they did not teach me.

Good things; they did not talk to me.

 

To respect people, I did not learn,

I fight for the things of my concern.

I got nervous because nothing,

Because of useless things, I was fighting.

 

I had no fear.

I had nobody near.

I only wanted to win.

To share, I did not like,

But to steal, I liked it.

 

In this way, I always lived,

Because of a rich person, I seemed,

I had everything I wanted,

And nothing prevented me.

 

But someday, one thing happened,

I shot! And someone died.

I did not regret doing it,

I was willing to repeat it.

 

It was nice to see a horror face,

Hearing the pained scream was amazing.

That anesthetized me,

And encouraged me.

 

Courage has no limits,

Other crimes; I committed.

Some people tried to change me,

Saying that some Jesus could save me.

I thought, “Save of what?”

I have nothing to lose.

 

I made everything as I wanted,

In my life, I have not feared.

It seemed I lived my best time,

Much money and pleasure in my life.

 

But there is an end to everything.

And it was not different to me.

Someone shot me,

He put a bullet in my body.

My body was paralyzed.

 

Everything started to darken,

I could not see the light.

I should have accepted Christ.

So, this would not happen in my life.

Now, I am dead.

To hell, the devil led me.

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

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Praise God

Lord, it is so good to sing praises to you,

They are one prayer for my soul.

With praises, I can declare my love for the Lord,

And I also meditate, having peace and calm.

 

The praise is a pure prayer,

It is a love declaration.

It is marvelous because it comes from the heart.

Making me stay in the spirit of adoration.   

 

I adore you with my lips,

I confess to you all my gratefulness.

I remember all your blessings,

I found compassion, and I have happiness.

 

Only to the true God, I always will praise,

The Lord is worthy of all my honor and praise,

Because the Lord has loved me first,

From eternal death, He saved me.

 

I am always praising and hoping for you,

I wait for the day when you will come back and get me,

To the life of eternal peace will lead me,

In your Holy temple, forever, I will praise and glorify you.

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

See the book:

https://books2read.com/u/mg5w0z