... Praise To My Lord When You were planning my sojourn on earth, You determined the time and place of my birth. Thank You, dear Lord for placing me here, In a country You ’ ve blessed and I live without fear. When I accepted Jesus, You already knew, The day and the time I ’ d surrender to You. You knew as a Christian, my growth would be slow, Thank You for Your patience~now I ’ m ... You are my Master~You ’ re still on Your throne. You ’ re always with me~I ’ m never alone. I want to serve You~You are my King. I love and adore You~Your praises I sing. Thank You dear Lord for Your mercy and grace. Thank You sweet Jesus for taking my place. When You hung on that cross, You were thinking of me. I praise You each day~Your death set me ...

... His praises; His Holy name glorify, For the green earth, the flowers that bloom, The sun, the moon, the stars, the sky. Come, behold the works of the Lord. Lift your voices up in praise, For fruitful trees, the gentle rain, For our nights and for our days. Come, behold the works of the Lord. Praise His boundless love so true, For He fearfully and wonderfully formed The things called me and you ... Behold The Works Of The Lord Come, behold the works of the Lord. Sing His praises from the mountain heights, For all His loving kindness, For goodness, for truth, for light. Come, behold the works of the Lord. Sing His praises; His Holy name glorify, For the green earth, the flowers that bloom, The sun, the moon, the stars, the sky. Come, behold the works of the Lord. Lift your ...

... The Sinner's Hope Behold! The Lord upon the throne He calls everyone to be His own He welcomes everyone having a desire to atone Hallelujah! Praise God! We are no longer alone. Behold God Almighty, behold our king! His power, His might forever rise high Let us sing, let our praises ever ring For surely, oh surely, we'll never die. For we have believed, trusted in His care And He was faithful and delivered us from Satan's ... On His Son, our saviour, we depended We have been cleansed, every sin repented. No longer do we fear of being rejected Nothing makes us disappointed and dejected For the Lord, who is in Heaven, loves us With a rich blanket of love He covers us. Oh, what love! He loved us to the point of death He shed His blood on the cross to lend us breath Oh, what compassion; oh, what grace! Oh, what ...

... praises from peers? To feel great inside, To fill up your ears. Is it for blessing; From His hand above? Is it because; He's all that you love? Give Him the glory, His honor, His praise, Give of your talents, And give of your days. He will reward you; In His own sweet way. You'll hear, well done; On that great final day. What is the purpose; You live day to day ... Your Motive What motive's behind; What you're working for? Is it the praises; That you so adore? Is it for money, Or is it for fame? Are all your talents; Gifts for your gain? Why are you serving? Why are you giving? Is it for Jesus; That you're truly living? Need now to hear; Your praises from peers? To feel great inside, To fill up your ears. Is it for blessing; From ...

... and know it is true; He is Alive and is coming soon, Friend .I hope you know Him too. There's no other way to Heaven, Unless we walk with Jesus our King; Let's walk together and be blessed, Praise Him while the Angels sing. Oh, I'm having such a great time, God cares about me in many ways; He guards every step I will take, I love Him and give Him all my praise. Yes, I'm having ... ; The devil is troubled and trembles, I'll never turn to his way again. I'm having the time of my life, Each day I walk with the King; I've turned my back on the devil, It's Jesus now .His praises to sing. The Bible says Jesus loves me, I believe and know it is true; He is Alive and is coming soon, Friend .I hope you know Him too. There's no other way to Heaven, Unless we walk with ...

... we have such arrogance? Why should we voice such loud complaint? Our pain can never be compared To the suffering His life paints So today instead of concern Because someone just cut us off We ’ ll offer up a word of praise We ’ ll think and whisper thanks so soft We live in a world of passion Irritability is the norm We can choose just how we ’ ll respond As Jesus love in us is formed Gratitude flows from praising lips Appreciation, a flag ... You Call That Gratitude? Gratitude flows from praising lips Appreciation, a flag unfurled Never missing a chance to thank Yeah-only in a perfect world We are a most ungrateful lot We find fault with feigned offenses From store clerk to fellow drivers We scowl, raising our defenses We ’ re certain life is so unfair So many examples to cite The drive-thru, movie theater, The traffic signal late at night Nothing resembles perfection And believe me we are looking From our next ...

... praising; And praying lips, to sing, While observing such perfect art; Created by our God and King. So take time, to smell the roses. Run cool grass, between your toes. Take the time, to praise the Lord. Forget your world, of earthly woes. Sing amongst the daisies, Sweet melodies, of praise. Our Lord, has richly blessed us; In so many, many, different ways.~Susan Y Nikitenko~Copyright ... pretty flower; And hold it to my nose. Creation is a work of love; A very special gift. A little heaven, here on earth; To comfort, speak, and lift. It makes a heart, start praising; And praying lips, to sing, While observing such perfect art; Created by our God and King. So take time, to smell the roses. Run cool grass, between your toes. Take the time, to praise the ...

... us to His abode. He sends a faithful angel, To escort us to this new land, And Jesus comes to greet us, With His blessed nail-scarred hands. He is the light of eternity, All the angels sing His praise. And welcomes all believers, Into eternities sweet gaze. There's no more sickness or sorrow, No more death tolls will ring. We are safe for all the tomorrows, With the angels we all shall sing. We will sing praised ... our Savior, We will sing loud and long, Only through His death and resurrection, Do we have the Victor's Song!~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love ...

... But he's so busy every day In the grueling race of life, He leaves the sentimental stuff To his partner and his wife. But Fathers are just wonderful In a million different ways, And they merit loving compliments And accolades of praise, For the only reason Dad aspires To fortune and success Is to make the family proud of him And to bring them happiness. And like Our Heavenly Father, He's a guardian and a guide, Someone that we can count on To ... Fathers Are Wonderful People Fathers are wonderful people Too little understood, And we do not sing their praises As often as we should. For, somehow, Father seems to be The man who pays the bills, While Mother binds up little hurts And nurses all our ills. And Father struggles daily To live up to" his image" As protector and provider And" hero of the scrimmage". And perhaps that is the reason We sometimes get the notion, That ...

... many Each time when things went wrong But knowing that You count them Has helped me to be strong. You listened and You heard The sound of my weeping And held me in Your arms Safe within Your keeping. Sometimes when I praise You I try to restrain their flow But sometimes; praising You with tears Is the only way I know. Thank You Lord for counting Each time I shed a tear. Thank You for drying each one, And always holding me near ... There will forever be tears Welling in these eyes of mine, Tears of comfort and joy Knowing I am Thine.~Lora Cox~12 / 03 / 04" You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book" (Psalm 56: 8, New Living Translation) [by: Lora Cox Copyright 2004 (bell @evansville.net)-submitted by: Lora Cox] Inspirational Poems ...

... now I am the winner, And I enjoy His peace and rest. And now I walk in green valleys, And soar from high mountain peaks, My yearning heart has learned to listen, To every word my Savior speaks. Praise the name of the Lord!~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I ... shadows, Will ever really understand, How precious life can be, When God holds your trembling hand. The gentle warmth of my Savior's love, Brings a thankful sigh, And the sun begins to shine again, As angels sing praises from on high. It's only in the wilderness of life, That we will ever find our way, To knowing His wonderous glory, Where there's no sorrow or decay. I thank Him for my dark valleys, And for the courage ...

... Sunday Morning It's another Sunday morning It's time to listen for God's voice again As members of our christian faith gather To praise His Holy Name We come to sing His praises And to hear a message of love When we are reminded how much He cares Even the angels sing above He heals our wounded hearts And opens our blind eyes And in the serenity of that moment He hears all sinners cries When the service is over And we all rush away It's time to leave behind ... piety And watch tv or find games to play How can our Lord keep watching us And not feel He's doing enough? My friends He loves all sinners And His word is not a bluff We learn to speak with Him And to confess our many sins And though I still have some problems My glad heart soars on wings~Eva May Young~08-12-2008 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing ...

... , To greet you at your coming, Wafting the fragrance of the rose In welcome at your returning. Make me totally, fully alive Intensely aware of you, Alert and always eager Our former intimacy to renew. My arms in praise to Thee are raised, Gratitude overwhelms my heart; My lips constantly speak Thy praises; How shall I live if we be kept apart?~Joyce Guy~[ by: Joyce Guy (Joy Of Art Shop)-Copyright 2005 ... jguy453 @bellsouth.net)-submitted by: Joyce Guy] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... know! Then you too, shall have, a mansion some day. On streets of gold. You'll go there to stay! No tears or sorrows, no pain anymore. when we get there on Heaven's fair shore! I'll praise His name forever, for giving me the choice. Yes, I'm going to go to Heaven. I have reason to rejoice! [by Dot Wilson-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ... . No darkness is there, all will be light. God's glory will make everything so bright! There, to live forever, where love reigns supreme. It will be so wonderful! Does it sound like a dream? Just praising our God, is what we will do. At least I'm going to. How about you? Ask the Lord Jesus, into your heart. Tell Him you're sorry, and want a new start. You've sinned, made mistakes. ...

... of rest. Though the world rejects you and friends forsake you; Listen for that still small voice, speaking inside. When held in the arms of your loving soul mate, When your children laugh playfully by your side. Sing praises to our Father who loves you dearly; He says I love you in beautiful displays, Yet, the most wonderful expression of His love; Was the sacrificial gift, He freely gave. Hear Love in the pages of God's Word, ... be so soft. Like gentle winds at the rivers rocky shore. Like the rainbow after the spring thunder storm; And cute cuddly pouncing pets we so adore. Listen for a whisper that could be so loud; Like rejoicing and praising over one soul, In shouts of triumph, When justice prevails; And in the celebration of a met goal. Everyday, is blessed with whispers of love. Love, is expressed all around us, everywhere, In everything, bright ...

... then I spot my loved ones They ’ ve been here many years We hug and kiss each other All smiles, there are no tears. I look around for Jesus I know He ’ ll soon appear I want to kneel and praise Him He ’ s the reason I am here. He took upon Himself my sins He paid the price for me And by His victory over death He finally set me free. Free from all my worldly sins And the evil Satan sent ... you. He points in one direction And tells me" go that way" So I start my tour of heaven The place I get to stay. I see the many mansions And walk the streets of gold And hear the angels praising God Just like I had been told. And then I spot my loved ones They ’ ve been here many years We hug and kiss each other All smiles, there are no tears. I look around for Jesus I know He ’ ...

... called their name Well done My faithful servant Your life brought Me no shame My blood bought your redemption As it flowed from Calvary's tree Because I gave My life for you You chose to live for me I heard the angels singing Highest praises to the Lord As He called each name before Him To a true and just reward The light shone from His face So much more brilliant than the sun He held each one within His arms And said My child well done You fought the ... bright city built foursquare The marriage supper ready For those who entered there The saints were all arrayed in white With joy upon each face It was the love of Jesus That had brought them to this place I awoke from all my dreaming Praising Him who died for me I know that when this life is o'er The best is yet to be [by Linda M. Oliver-from 'Themestream '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... knelt by my bedside I suddenly saw an awesome light It brightened my room and my heart And gone was that frightening night The mountains and the valleys were singing praises to our King peace to the broken hearted Love is Gods main spring Praise you, Lord God Almighty For lifting this heavy load I promise I will be more faithful And stay on the Glory Land Road~Eva May Young~07-17-2008 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am ... Lord? I need you! I'm sorry if I've gone astray As I knelt by my bedside I suddenly saw an awesome light It brightened my room and my heart And gone was that frightening night The mountains and the valleys were singing praises to our King peace to the broken hearted Love is Gods main spring Praise you, Lord God Almighty For lifting this heavy load I promise I will be more faithful And stay on the Glory Land Road~Eva May Young~07-17-2008 It ...

... I'll Keep Praising You Lord, I'm going through so much, it's like I just can't go on. But Lord, I'll keep praising you, and I'll continue to sing your song. Lord, at night I feel like my mind is going to snap. But Lord, I'll keep praising you. I won't let satan be successful by getting caught in his trap. Lord, my family has disowned me, and my friends are disappearing. But Lord, I'll keep praising you, 'coz I know that for me, You will keep caring. Lord, my job doesn't look to good, things are really looking slow. But Lord, I'll keep praising you ,'coz You'll take care of me, this I certainly know. Lord, I feel so alone, like I haven't a friend to lean on. But Lord, I'll keep praising you, 'coz I know You, I can always depend on. Dear friends, if you ...

... Job ’ s Sacrifice of Praise Amid the ashes God ’ s servant sat, Dejected and alone; His family dead, his body suffering, And all his riches gone. “ Curse God ,” the devil said to him, smiting Job with boils, “ Curse God and die ,” came from his wife, “ be done with earthly toils ” “ What more could a servant suffer ?” asked his three best friends, “ Even God has turned His back, and left you in the end ” But Job gave no thought for his self pity, As he stirred there in the dust, But praise came from within his heart, Where God, the King, reigned, just. “ Curse God ,” you say, you foolish ones, “ and just lie down and die ?” Deny my God His right as King; Believe the devil ’ s lie? And who am I to defy my God, who owns this lump of ...

... strength of my life. Of whom shall I be afraid ?" (Psalm 27: 1) Heartaches, hostilities, horrible happenings How can we expect to survive There is only one plan of maintaining It is God who keeps man alive" O Lord, You have brought my soul up from the grave. You have kept me alive, that I should not go down into the pit" (Psalm 30: 3) It's time to give glory, honor, and praise To the God of all Creation Let's make sure our hands are raised Towards the God of our salvation" Praise God in His sanctuary Praise Him in His mighty firmament Praise Him for His mighty acts Praise Him according to His excellent greatness Let everything that has breath, praise the Lord !" (Psalm 150: 1, 2, 6) [by Eileen T. Waldron (etw @jps.net)-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... At The Foot Of The Cross I ’ ll kneel at the old wooden cross Where my savior died for me, I'll lift my arms in praise And praise Him through eternity. +++++++++ I ’ ll kneel at the old wooden cross And joyfully praise His name, For on that old cross He changed me And I will never be the same. +++++++++ Oh, the precious blood He spilled! Oh, pain and agony He bore! How it tears at my heart and soul, And I ’ ll praise Him forevermore. +++++++++ I ’ ll kneel at the foot of the cross In thankfulness for my days, For the love He bestowed on me And I give Him all of my praise. +++++++++ Without that old wooden cross And the life He gave so free To cover the sins of the world, Where would humanity be? +++++++++ Oh, the precious blood He spilled! Oh, the suffering He endured! And by His never ...

... I'm Redeemed! I'm redeemed, Oh, praise His name. Since I gave Him my life, I'm not the same! Even the Angels are not redeemed. In His good will, so it seemed! How much we are loved! Can you believe? He loves us so much, it's hard to perceive. He wants our love, He needs our praise. We should praise Him the rest of our days! He's my Savior, my precious Lord. When I read His word, I'm never bored! I can praise Him forever but never repay, what He does for me day after day! I'll do what He says, as well as I can, and the Bible plainly says to every man," I want you to try to let others know, just let the redeemed of the Lord say so !" [by Dot Wilson-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Praise The Lord For Christian Mothers Praise the Lord for Christian Mothers! God has trusted to their care little children, precious children, for His kingdom to prepare. Sometimes sweet and sometimes frightening is this awesome task they bear, but, praise God, He is beside them, and He hears each mother's prayer. Gracious Father, Lord of Heaven, Thank You for each precious life! Each a challenge, each a privilege; Help me show them love, not strife. Help me stern be when it's needed; Tell me when to speak so mild. Make me worthy, dearest Father, to be mother of a child. Gift of God, bestowed upon her-Mighty challenge from her Lord. They are His, but graciously He bids her train them through His Word. Bring them up to love and serve Him, tell them of His home above. Gently lead them to the Savior-Love them with His boundless love ...

... I Can ’ t Thank You Enough Father I can't praise you enough For the blessings you bestow For your wondrous love and mercy For cleansing my heart and soul. Father I can't praise you enough I'm unworthy to speak your name Yet you gave your only Son for me And He willingly took my blame. Father I can't praise you enough For your sweet Spirit living in me And Father I can't thank you enough For your Son who set me free. Father I can't thank you enough That even though I sometimes stray You reach down with rich blessings And you still love me anyway.~Lora Cox~[ by: Lora Cox Copyright 2006 (bell @evansville.net)-submitted by: Lora Cox] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Legend Of The Daffodil Little trumpet golden hue, Leaves upraised in praise unto, Christ who died on Calvary's tree, Sacrificed himself for me. Legends say that throughout lent, Whispers heavenward are sent. Of good deeds done, prayers, sacrifice, Acts of kindness, all things nice. Guardian angles on hearing this, Pluck golden stars and with a kiss, Blow them down to earth below, Where they bloom there in a row. Little star shaped trumpet flower, First appeared in sorrow's hour. In Gethsemane they grew, To comfort Christ our Savior who, Wept alone and prayed that night, As He faced His sorrowful plight. A sign of hope and new birth, Their tender blossoms kissed the earth. With star shaped centers, leaves upraised, Tis ' Easter's symbol, nature's praise. Daffodils born during lent. Are" Lenten Lily's ", Heaven sent. Their leaves upturned in praise unto, Christ who gave Himself for you ...

... Walkin ' In The Valley of Beracah I live in the Valley of Beracah; It's the valley of blessings and praise. Sometimes I encounter fierce battles; Then my hands in true worship I raise. My enemies, honed to engage me, are stronger and smarter and fit, But my great Commander has trained me, and at His feet calmly I sit. At times, they will boldly approach me; at times stealing in from the rear. But always I stand in the ready; I'm wearing my full battle gear. My spiritual armor protects me, for the warfare is spiritual, too. My Commander's already prepared me-alerted, I know what to do. I know my position's surrounded; I feel the pain of each blow. So I trust and I praise my Commander, and He comes to vanquish the foe. Battles aren't fought by bravado and strength, but the Sword of the Spirit, and praise. The ...

... tree, While the moonlight glimmered And the starlight shimmered, These words he spoke to me:" I guess you've heard I'm a wise old bird, And if wisdom you would find. Always look for the best And your life will be blest, To all others ' faults be blind." In this life, I know You will find it so That if you think kindly of others, You'll soon find that it's true They'll think kindly of you.*Praise*your sisters and your brothers !" You may think me a fool~Owls don't talk, as a rule, But in solemn tone he said:" Don't be quick to enact Words you'll wish to retract, Dwell upon the*good*instead !" Though I hate to admit it, I could see, once I did it, What that wise owl said was true. Your faults I'll overlook 'Cause it says in The Book What you sow comes back to you ...

... , And Guy hosed the radiator In a try to cool it down. We were almost into Kansas~Just in front of the state-line, When Ol ' Smokey pulled us over With a friendly little fine. When we finally got to Cheney My big brother saved the day, For he traded us an engine That was" gettin ' in his way !" With one mishap on another We were anything but bored, Our vacation was a prime time Just to learn to Praise the Lord. When we die and get to Heaven God will make us understand That each single trial and mishap Was direct from His own hand. For this earth is but a dressin ' room To fit us for above, And we have to learn the hard way 'Bout our Father's endless love. God must teach us we can trust Him So He gives His children trials, And ol ' Satan goes bananas If we face those tests with smiles! So when God sends ...

... The Highest Praise Give our God the highest praise, Let us worship the" Ancient of Days ," Play our harps and cymbols too, Lord we want to worship you. We want others to come along, Help us sing a brand new song, Let us not, think of rest, Till we've given God our best. Shout and sing with our voice, Show we've made God our choice, When you see, living waters flow, Tell about it wherever you go. God is pouring out this joy, Given to each girl and boy, Makes you dance around with glee, Then old satan has to flee. We are looking for Gods Son, He wants to save," everyone" I know He is coming soon, Could be morning night or noon. If you want to sing His song, Then you'll have to come along, He will change your heart today, Push ole satan outta the way. You ...

... We Praise You Lord We bow down to You Lord and praise Your name. Because of Your love, our Savior came. He was crucified and He died on the cross, to save all those in this world who are lost. Without Your love and Your gift of grace, there would be no hope for the human race. You planned this long before creation began. It was the most wonderful part of your plan. You knew man would be a sinful creature. You sent Your Son to become man ’ s teacher. He was the sacrifice for Your gift of salvation, offered first to Your chosen, then the Gentile nations. He was a simple man and He lived a sinless life. Not unlike us, He faced rejection and strife. He was gentle and kind and was a humble soul. His earthly life fulfilled all prophecies foretold. He cured the sick and gave sight to the blind. He cast out demons ...

... , even some much needed advice. Grief and sorrow tests everyone, be it young or the very old. But when we talk with Jesus, we'll see His love enfold. He works His healing power, in many different ways. but He will always stay near us, as we work through the difficult days. Good friends are like golden sunbeams, shining through the darkest mist. They are God's special angels, who change us into shining optimists. So, praise God for His mercy, praise Him for friends who bestow. Their tender healing love, that sets aching hearts aglow. It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May ...

... Goodnight Kiss I count it as a privilege, I count it cause for praise to kiss my children goodnight at the close of everyday. For I know too soon they're up and gone, and walking out the door And I'll never have a child to kiss goodnight anymore. It's very strange how times have changed from the present to the past. When did they grow so quickly the time has flown so fast. For it seems like only yesterday I helped him with his shirt, Or pat my baby on the back, Or kissed away a hurt. Tell a story, read a book, wipe a nose, or tie a shoe. They never ask me to rub their backs the way they used to do. Once it was a bother, just a troublesome kind of chore. but now I would give anything to do it just once more. Mommy, bounce me on your knee, Daddy, flip me in the air ...

... times I have tried so hard to be kind. So many have needed a warm smile. But as I near the end of this road, please bless this last, long mile. I am old, and I am weary, and I know Jesus is the lover of us all. I'll try to sing a glad song, As I slow to a tired crawl. Please, God, open the gates to heaven, and I will sing a song of praise. And there I'll be what you want me to be, as I wave goodbye to my earthly days! I can hear the angels singing, singing songs of pure praise. To you, O Holy Father, as you gather in the strays.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child ...

... is warm. Was it me who brought tears to Your eyes today? The rain poured down from clouds above; Wind in the trees whispered Your name, In the rainbow, I saw Your promise and felt your Love. I see You in a mighty rushing river, You are there in a quiet mirrored stream; Out on the hillsides and mountains height, I felt Your presence there in the pastures green. Thank You for watching over me again today, I praise You for all You have brought me through; Sometimes I am careless but still You love me, In all things, Lord .I praise You.~Leona I. Miller~All Rights Reserved [by: Leona I. Miller, Copyright 2004-regular contributor: Leona I. Miller] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Take A Moment To Listen Today Take A Moment To Listen Today To what your children are trying to say. Listen today, whatever you do, Or they won't be there to listen to you. Listen to their problems, listen to their needs Praise their smallest triumphs, praise their smallest deeds. Tolerate their chatter, amplify their laughter, Find out what's the matter, find out what they're after But tell them that you love them, every single night, And though you scold them, be sure you hold them tight Tell them, 'Everything's all right-Tomorrow's looking bright! Take a moment to listen today To what your children are trying to say. Listen today, whatever you do, And they will come back to listen to you. [Author Unknown-from Andy Chap] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... and beauty, Beyond man's wildest dreams. And she thought of those still living, Awaiting the joyous day; To be taken into Heaven, And all things earthly pass away. What's this? A trumpet sounds? Has the day of judgement come? No one except the Father, Knew the time of return of the Son. Now it was actually happening, God's promise coming true; Joy filled her heart like a wineskin, The ages of waiting were through. Praise God for his wondrous promise, That Jesus will come from the skies; To gather souls steadfast and loyal, And wipe every tear from their eyes. Make a joyful noise unto the LORD, all ye lands. Serve the LORD with gladness: come before his presence with singing. Know ye that the LORD he is God: it is he that hath made us, and not we ourselves; we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture. Enter into ...

... The Life That He Gives It is He who has made us, and not we ourselves; He alone has the right to recall us through death. He gives us our lives in accord with His plan, It is He who rules over us, not Satan, and not man. The life that He gives us may be full of many days in which we may praise Him for trials that come our way. The life that He gives us may be short, but still, He can teach us to obey Him, and do, always, His will. He gave us a Savior, sent from His throne above, to help us and guide us and perfect us in His love. Our hardships and troubles, grief, pain and loss, work His will within us, to burn out all the dross. When we submit and surrender to His tender care He makes us like Jesus, so we will fit in up ...

... of God that we have crucified !" The temple curtains were ripped in two, those curtains which divided God and man. That chasm had been bridged by Jesus Christ, who is the only one fit to stand. With that final sacrifice God's justice was satisfied, and also with that sacrifice, we were sanctified. Now once more we go to the Father, and can come to Heaven's throne. Through Christ we regained our righteousness: we are no longer alone. Praise God who has such love, that He came here to serve! Because every man knows in his heart that he does not deserve. But that's not the end of the story, I'm sure you know there's more. But listen to what comes next, for the best part is in store. Christ would not be held by death, He would not be so restrained, and so on Sunday morning, Jesus rose again! With His resurrection, He defeated death and ...

... Your Spirit I love You, Lord, and praise Your name. With You in my life, I ’ m not the same. You give me hope when there is none. Your spirit ’ s like the first ray of sun. When I am sad, You give me cheer. When I ’ m afraid, You remove my fear. When I am weak, You make me strong. Your spirit ’ s like a bird ’ s sweet song. When I need to grieve, You comfort me. When I am wrong, You help me see. You show me where I went astray. Your spirit ’ s here to lead my way. When other people put me down, You reach out and erase my frown. You shower me with Your sweet love. Your spirit ’ s like a snow white dove. When life ’ s daily trials I face, You walk beside me pace by pace. I know ...

... You Have Gone On and I Remain I have asked God, always, to let me remain so that I could take care of you, but now that you've gone on to be with Him my life is empty, lonely, and blue. The light that you gave lit up my life, made living joyful with praise to the Lord that you worshipped and prayerfully served to the very end of your days. Together our Lord blessed us so much, He used you to make my life whole. I thank my dear Savior He bestowed us with favor and forgave and redeemed our lost souls. I know you await by the River of Life, longing and looking for me; Dear one, I'll come when God calls me home and be eternally united with thee. We will sit at His feet, in fellowship sweet, giving worship and praise to His name; For it was Jesus our Lord, fulfilling God's Word, Who saved ...

... please come into my heart, and save my soul today. I don't know, just what to do. Come in, Lord, show me the way !" His peace will surround your heart. You'll know He's there within. Your soul will fill with joy to know He's removed your sin! His precious blood has now covered your sins and washed them away. So you can live for Jesus, and in your heart He'll stay! Love Him now, and praise Him. He'll help you through your strife. Praise Him forever, and never forget. He has given you the Gift of Life! [by Dot Wilson-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Was what the Christmas tree had taught. Break a fir's needle off the tree At the stub, on the branch. You will see, In nature's glory, a cross to behold; On every bough, as they'd been told. And though their search was finally ending, One more task still needed tending; Starlight sprinkled on the tree By Faith, Hope, and Charity. T'was the lighting of the very first Christmas tree.~~~~~" Praise ye him, sun and moon: praise him, all ye stars of light" Psalm 148: 3-Dot McGinnis-[ by: Dot McGinnis Copyright 2005-submitted by: Dot McGinnis] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Safe in Your Presence (Based on Psalm 62) I know I'm unworthy to stand here today The baggage came with me and I'm holding on I've been accused and falsely condemned If it weren't for the Truth, I'm afraid I'd be gone As I stand before You, gripping my pain You invite me to come to Your side I finally consent to lay down my troubles While the praise opens fractured soul wide I'm not alone in my hope for relief My Refuge, my Rock, my Salvation Unworthy I come, forgiven I am In His fortress I cannot be shaken I trust in Him as I pour out my heart He judges with mercy and grace His wondrous gaze fully reveals And I'm humbled as I fall on my face Unfailing love is Yours, Oh Lord Power divine, belongs to You I am safe in Your presence And today, I offer my praise to You.-Glenn A. Hascall-[ by: Glenn A. Hascall ...

... in God again, and that I can prove to God that He" can" trust me. I will do just that, and soon the trust on both sides, God will see. If you have questions as to why God let certain things happen to you, don't let it ruin your relationship with Him. There's a reason for our trials, and we need not have to grasp on the end of a limb. What ever the situation, give God praise for it, and this will help you through the hard times. The bible tells us to give God praise for" all" things (although it's hard to do sometimes). [by: V. Elaine Ables 2003 (ElainesSpot @webtv.net)-submitted by: V. Elaine Ables] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... worth; That'll give men thoughts of things above, And teach them how to serve and love, That'll banish every selfish thought, And rid men of the sins they've fought" At last the new thought came, I'm here to tell; It came to me, when on bended knee I fell, And sought from Him who knows full well, The way our sorrow's to expel. So, see God in all things, great and small, And give Him praise whatever befalls, In life or death, in pain or woe, Because God can overcome all your foes. I saw Him in the morning light, He made the day shine clear and bright. I saw Him at the noon-tide hour, And He blessed me with a refreshing shower. At evening, when I was worn and sad, He gave me help, and made me glad. At midnight, when on a tossing bed, My weary soul to sleep He ...

... Sweet Longing Sweet Lord and Master, Savior divine. I'll praise You forever and never repine! The thought that You saved me under Your plan, Is just so unbelievable, I can't understand! So I won't worry over the things I have lacked, But, just take Your word and believe it as fact. That Your love is so strong, unconditional and pure, You made our soul to forever endure! When we accept You and turn from our sin, And open our heart so You can come in, Forever we'll be right by Your side. Where there is Heaven, we'll forever abide! I love to praise You, I love You so much. My heart sings with joy at each loving touch! As my soul reaches out to You when I pray, I just can't help it-when I long for that day!-Dot Wilson-[ by Dot Wilson 2003-submitted by: Dot Wilson] Inspirational ...

... The Actor I see you at church each Sunday. Are you here to praise the King? Or in the sin of pride and self, Are you coming to be seen? Do you feel this hour on Sunday, Will help in your career? You ’ re striving for success in life. Is that the reason you are here? You ’ re always on the same pew. And you sing the hymns of praise. Do you truly feel God ’ s Spirit, As your hands to Him are raised? When you are called upon to pray, Do the words come from your heart? Or like a Pharisee from old, Are you only playing a part? As the pastor brings the message, Is it your wish he ’ s finished soon? Could you be feeling somewhat edgy, Because your tee-off time is noon? Are your thoughts in another place, Instead of in this House of Prayer? I see you glancing ...

... , in loves whisperings;" Holy, Holy, Holy ", they cried. I looked down at a street of pure gold; Reflecting this beautiful place. So crystal clear, I drew very near; Beholding the smile on my face. In shock I saw a radiant river; Gently flowing from a great thrown. Under its waters, flowers were blooming; Dazzling colors yet to be known. Shining angels in white opened a vile; Out came sweet incense and praise. Out came men's cries, like stars in the skies. With mouth opened, I stood so amazed. I beheld a great rainbow, a beaming; Surrounding the thrown of the Lord. Floating prayers of men, like fireflies; They sparkled like diamonds to the eyes. The Lord collected each one with love. Like precious jewels, He listened with care. Whisperings of prayers, so filled the air. A wind of love blew by, as He heard them ...

... Midnight Song I woke up singing to Jesus tonight-I had gone to bed around ten; The prayers of my heart were hidden and mute; I had been far too tired just then. A season of rest and refreshing sleep was all that I really required; When I awoke with His Name on my lips, He sent down His heavenly fire! I love to awake with a song; It's filling my heart with His praise; Restoring my soul in wondrous love as the anthems of worship I raise. And Jesus, receiving my song, is pleased when I sing love to Him; For He is the One who gave me the song when He loved me and carried my sin. The words, as I sing them, express my joy in Jesus, and how He came down. He brought forgiveness and freedom to me, and someday He'll give me a crown! He whispers His love at morning and noon, and ...

... Celebrate Jesus Celebrate Jesus! Christmas is here! Great jubilation, excitement and cheer! Time to rejoice at the Christ Child's new birth~Celebrate Jesus ' coming to earth! Celebrate Jesus! Praise the Most High! Ring out the bells and shout to the sky! Laugh like a slave who is granted release~Jesus, Emmanuel, the Prince of Peace. Celebrate Jesus! Put up the lights! Dance like the angels, soar to new heights! Give Him all glory, honour and praise~Jesus is born, the Ancient of Days! Celebrate Jesus! The King of kings! He who created the earth and all things, God of the universe, come to our sphere~Celebrate Jesus! Christmas is here!~~~~~" And the Word was made flesh, and dwelt among us" (John 1: 14 KJV) [by: Connie Hinnen Cook (cjcook @mynewroads.com)-from Connie Hinnen ...

... Designer-Creator Just walking down the driveway, surrounded by trees and newly transplanted hostas, coral bells and one stray red day-lily, I can't help but give praise to the Designer-Creator Who planned all this beauty and spoke it into existence. DESIGNER. CREATOR. All of creation came from Your hand All was designed by You DESIGNER. CREATOR. I cannot fathom Your endless love I lift my praise to You You filled the sky with each burning light to show me that You are life's one true LIGHT You touched the earth and the flowers grew revealing the love that springs forth from You DESIGNER. CREATOR. All that I want is in You REDEEMER. and SAVIOR. I am lost without You REDEEMER. Sweet SAVIOR. offering me life brand new You hung in agony on that tree paying the price, that I could be FREE Only in You is redemption found Sins are forgiven, I'm heaven-bound REDEEMER. my SAVIOR. Eternal life is in YOU~ ...

... Entering Into His Gates T hou, o Lord, art worthy, .Thou art worthy of our praise, H ealer of the broken-hearted, .Ancient of Days; A ltogether lovely, Lord, .Anointed One art Thou, N ever-changing Holy One, .before Thy throne we bow. K ing of kings and Lord of lords, .we magnify Thy Name, S aviour, Son of Righteousness, .forevermore the same. G ood Shepherd, refuge from the storm, .accept our love for You, I mmanuel, the Great I Am, .the Word made flesh come true. V ictorious One, our Conqueror, .upon our knees we fall, I mmutable, Omniscient, .O Lord God over all. N ame o'er all names, Lord Jesus Christ, .the Bright and Morning Star, G reat High Priest how we worship Thee, .for all the things You are! -Connie" Enter into His gates with thanksgiving, and into His courts with praise: ...

... From the Manger to the Throne M essiah, Master, King of kings, no longer babe are You, E verlasting Father, Lord, it's time the whole world knew: R abboni, please teach us that You are a babe no more, R ighteous Judge, You reign supreme, the King which we adore, Y ou are now the Cornerstone, the hope of all the earth! C hosen One, we praise You as we celebrate Your birth. H ope of glory, our High Priest, we lift our hearts in praise, R ising Sun, Lord Jesus Christ, You set our hearts ablaze! I mmanuel, You left Your throne, came down to earth to be S acrificial Lamb, aware You'd end up on that tree. T rue light, shine into our hearts, and make our spirits yearn; M ighty God, make every heart prepared for Your return. A lpha and Omega, You are ...

... kings comport Themselves when in court He remained a complete ignoramus. David's heart soared And he danced to the Lord In a manner more free than refined. And his poor little wife Got the shock of her life So she gave him a piece of her mind." I don't care a smidgen About your religion As long as it's solemn and chaste But the way you're behaving With arms wildly waving Is shockingly lacking in taste"" If you must raise Your spirit in praise, Please see that it's soothing and calm. The Lord I am sure Would really prefer Something more like the 23rd Psalm" Then God's anointed Became disappointed He knew he had nary a chance Of ever persuadin ' This prim, regal maiden That the Lord is a lover of dance. Churches these days Talk a lot about praise And the Joy that accomp'nies Good News But don't tap your feet Or get out of the seat For Michal still lurks in the pews. [by ...

... There's A Party In The Sky One lost sinner won to God. Angels rejoice and sing. Joy and laughter on each face; Pure, perfect celebrating. Grandma's prayers are answered now. She sings with angels today. Together they praise the Ancient of days; For one, that was lost, found the way. There are many in heaven above; Singing so flawlessly. Hands a clapping, shouts proclaiming;" Hallelujah, a sinner is set free" Jesus shining, smiles so joyfully. The angels can't compete. He suffered so for those below; With nails in hands and feet. With awesome beauty, Oh such love; Our joyful Jesus shines. Lost sinners saved, for them He gave; His life for all man kind. Give some joy to Jesus, friend; Let all of heaven ring. Lead a sinner to the Savior; Hear the heavens sing. I'd like to think, that everyday; There's a ...

... God's Other Blessings When you gather 'round the table -on this Thanksgiving Day, As you share a meal with loved ones, and bow your head to pray. Thanking God for all His blessings, for the bounty He bestows, For His wisdom and His kindness, and for sharing all He knows. As you praise His loving guidance and take stock of all His gifts, Take time to look beyond wealth -and allow your thoughts to drift. Don't overlook your struggles, or forget your daily strife, Don't thank God for just the good times in this frantic earthly life. Take note of all the worries that you've faced along the way, Recall your tribulations and your stress from day to day. Remember all the cares and woes you've conquered in the past, Reflect upon the tears you've shed and troubles you've amassed. For all those woes and worries -why, they're merely steppingstones, And troubles -they're just bricks along the path to Heaven's home ...

... ABC's Of Praise A lthough things are not perfect B ecause of trial or pain C ontinue in thanksgiving D o not begin to blame E ven when the times are hard F ierce winds are bound to blow G od is forever able H old on to what you know I magine life without His love J oy would cease to be K eep thanking Him for all the things L ove imparts to thee M ove out of" Camp Complaining" N o weapon that is known O n Earth can yield the power P raise can do alone Q uit looking at the future R edeem the time at hand S tart every day with worship T o" thank" is a command U ntil we see Him coming V ictorious in the sky W e'll run the race with gratitude e X alting God most high Y es, there will be good times and some bad, but... Z ion waits in glory... where none are ...

... Or when you stepped outside today And you saw that big blue sky, And that shinin ' sun that smiles on you Like the Lord was sayin '" Hi". Did you stop to pray and thank the Lord For the good He sends your way, For His matchless love and His endless care That He pours out everyday? How would you rate At the Pearly Gate If God said," Don't you know. You've as many days As you filled with praise When you walked down there below !" Would you get to spend Just a short weekend Or a half a dozen worth, If He let you stay For each single day That you thanked Him while on earth? While it sure is great That we celebrate What we call Thanksgiving Day, And it's fun to see All the family And to watch the children play. Still, it just seems odd That we thank our God Only when Thanksgiving's here, For it seems to me ...

... The Best Is Yet To Come We may worry and be upset, but this natural, I guess. We need to give our burdens up. It's hard I must confess. The Lord wants us to do for Him, not be lost in our own woes. Sometimes it can't be helped, Guess you know, just how that goes! One day we'll be in Heaven, all our tears will then be gone. We'll be glad to sing His praises, down the streets of our new home. Though today you might be worried, My friend, please don't look so glum. Things aren't as bad as you might think, The best is yet to come. [by Dot Wilson-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... a hearty laugh, A friend is a pleasant smile. A friend takes us by the hand, as we trudge another weary mile. Sometimes life is so beautiful, sometimes it's full of stress. A good friend knows what we need, and is there to encourage and to bless. Treasure the friends you have, and you be a good friend, too. Reach out to the hurting, As someone reached out to you. Bow down in reverent thanksgiving, praise our King of Kings. He died on that old cross, for the friendship that He brings. It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you ...

... Thanksgiving In Our Hearts Thanksgiving is a special day It comes but once a year, When we give thanks for all our blessings, For family and friends so dear. But Thanksgiving should be like Christmas, Alive in our hearts everyday. And for the gift God gave on Christmas, Let us bow down our heads and pray. Not just once a year, but all year through. Each and every moment we must savor, Giving thanks and praise to God above For the gift of our dear Saviour. For family and friends, love and health Give thanks, but also please remember; The blessing that holds the greatest wealth Is that of our Redeemer.-Lora Cox-[ by: Lora Cox Copyright 2003 (bell @evansville.net)-submitted by: Lora Cox] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Your arms. Others may fail us, but You never will. You are the Holy Lamb of God who has saved us for all eternity! You have poured out the gifts of heaven upon us with the shedding of Your blood. Thank You, dear Savior, for Your everlasting love for us. Thank You for always being there when we need You and for being there even when we think we don't. You are wonderful! You are our anchor. We praise You in Your holy name. Amen. [By: Ray Boltz-from Helen and Hart Dowd, (www.occupytillicome.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... . By doing this, we can be sure we ’ ll one day see His face. He promises us that He ’ ll provide and give us all we need. By living daily within His will, we know we will succeed. When at last the final trumpet sounds and Jesus calls us home, we ’ ll finally get to dwell with Him, never more to roam. At last we ’ ll see Him face to face and kneel to Him in praise. We ’ ll join His heavenly family for our everlasting days. [by Emily McAdams Copyright 2002-submitted by: Emily McAdams] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... The Fragrance Of Spring The fragrance of the Lilacs in bloom, On a sunny spring day, With tulips and pansies, In colorful display. The splendor of the Dogwoods, And Crab Apple trees Paint pictures so appealing, Even the birds sing their praise. Weeping Willows beside a quiet brook, Dangle lacy green tassels to earth, Butterflies hover close by, The whole land is given new birth. What a great adventure, Spring can give to you and me, When we stop rushing around Long enough to look and see. What man can make a butterfly? Or put a rainbow in the sky? Or make an eagle soar, Above the earth so high? Who can order the wind to blow, Or tell the clouds to disappear? Or put the fragrance in the Lilacs? Or hang stars in the Hemisphere? Only God, the Master of the Universe, Can create such delightful gifts, That puts a new song on ...

... Well, the wallpaper remained, just as she found it, With an empty picture frame hung to surround it. A reminder to her, and indeed to all, Take time to read the handwriting on the wall. Matthew 21: 16 (GNB)" So they asked Jesus, 'Do you hear what they are saying? ' 'Indeed I do, ' answered Jesus. 'Haven't you ever read this scripture? ' 'You have trained children and babies to offer perfect praise" [Author Unknown-from Dwayne] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... town; There he saw them go from inn-to-inn, and each one turned them down. When they came upon the manger, Mary nodded" Yes" and smiled, Knowing that God had provided this small place to birth the Child. As the donkey watched in reverence, there, within the sparrow's sight; As a light shone 'round about them, the Christ Child was born that night. All the animals were struck with awe as scores of angels came, Giving praise to God on highest, giving glory to His Name. And that tiny stable came alive with joy and peace and love, As the Father poured His blessings out from Heaven up above. Yet today that same old question is repeated year-by-year," Where's the promise of His coming ?" unsaved men ask with a sneer. Taunting those of us who love Him, doubting sounds are often heard; As rejecting God, they question, scorning Jesus and His Word. But our ...

... A Shoulder To Lean On We live on this alien planet, And as we journey through this life, It can make us or it can break us, As we seek God's everlasting life. When worries cause us to stumble, And our tears begin to overflow, Praise God for His ray of sunshine, That gives us the courage to grow. When we dwell on our sorrows, We'll wonder if we can make it through, Give it all to our Holy Father, He will always comfort you. We all need a shoulder to lean on, A friend to hold our trembling hand: Jesus is our Master Healer, When we follow His Father's command. Count your many blessings, In the midst of your darkest night, Our Savior will reward us, And our worst fears will take flight.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" ...

... Thanksgiving Day As I checked off my calendar I was a little bit surprised Thanksgiving is on its way There is no way it can be disguised That's when I think back To that first Thanksgiving Day When young America gave God praise For this brand new holiday The men took off to hunt for meat All those wild turkey and the deer And women cooked and baked enough It seemed for a whole festive year Families came together All who worked and prayed made roast turkey and stuffing Rich gravy with biscuits top grade Cabbage salad and winter squash Potatoes, peas, and corn, pumpkin pies But before the eating began There were prayers from sunrise God had to smile that Thanksgiving Day As His people gave thanks to Him And He opened wide Heaven's Doors And invited them all in Remember to give God thanks As we celebrate America's first holiday Not just for Thanksgiving But for what He does every day~Eva May Young~10-06-08 It gives me a warm feeling in ...

... to the Father, And that path became His Son. The cross became the symbol, By which mankind could be won. Jesus suffered much and tasted death, That Friday long ago. But as He breathed His last, He said," Forgive them, they don ’ t know" The third day, the tomb was empty. Jesus ’ body was not to be found. The grave did not gain victory, For our Savior could not be bound! Praise God, the tomb was empty! In His Word, it was revealed. Christ died, was buried and rose again, And all prophecies were fulfilled. The tomb was unable to hold Him, That ’ s why Easter ’ s a glorious day. Because He rose and lives again, We sinners now have The Way. Through Jesus, we come to the Father. He is the One and only Way. For He is our risen Savior, Who lives and ...

... We see them in person Or call on the phone A meal is created From recipes grand Each family member Lending a hand Then the table is spread With sale flyers galore Christmas is coming-So much to adore This one day of thanks Soon pales in the light Of Christmas gift specials And clothing sized right But if you but once dare to look With the least possible scrutiny You may find we've all failed Lost in gratitude mutiny Each day there's a reason To offer our praise To tell someone thank you To make someone's day Don't wait for that one day For it might be too long Just offer your thanks-now In word-or in song Don't stand in the midst Of resentment and pain There is reason to thank And blessings to gain There is thanks after Thursday A day set to remind Thanksgiving should come often One day at a time-Glenn A. Hascall-[ by: Glenn A. Hascall Copyright 2003 (cmi @prairieweb.com) ...

... which is for someone else, Who plays a much greater part. This burden is easier to carry, And portrayed at just the right time. This burden is displaying God ’ s Will, Instead of revealing mine. The heavy burdens are necessary To bring us to the cross. For it is there where Christ suffered, And God experienced His greatest loss. The lighter burden is of Angel ’ s wings, A burden, which brings us together. So I praise my Lord and Savior For my burden of a feather.~Josh Campbell~[ by: Josh Campbell, Copyright 2006-submitted by: Josh Campbell (jcampbel @gideon.k12.mo.us)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Brighten Your Corner We cannot all be famous or be listed in" Who's Who ", But every person, great or small, has important work to do. For seldom do we realize the importance of small deeds, Or to what degree of greatness unnoticed kindness leads. For it's not the big celebrity in a world of fame and praise, But it's doing unpretentiously in an undistinguished way. The work that God assigned to us, unimportant as it seems, That makes our task outstanding, and brings reality to dreams. So do not sit and idly wish for wider, new dimensions where you can put into practice, your many good intentions. But at the spot God placed you begin at once to do, Little things to brighten up the lives surrounding you. If everybody brightened up the spot where their standing, By being more considerate, and a little less demanding. This dark old world would very soon eclipse the evening star, ...

... this old world be better, If the folks we meet would say: I know something good about you, And then treat us just that way! Wouldn't it be fine and dandy, If each hand-clasp warm and true Carried with it this assurance-I know something good about you! Wouldn't things here be more pleasant, If the good that's in us all Were the only things about us That folks bothered to recall! Wouldn't life be lots more happy If we'd praise the good we see! For there's such a lot of goodness In the worst of you and me. Wouldn't it be nice to practice This fine way of thinking too; You know something good about me, I know something good about you! [Author Unknown-from Aiken Drum (Inspiretoday @topica.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Spring new life begins, and in Heaven it does too. Think of living there forever! I know I will, how about you? Eternal spring with added perks! No more pain and no more fears. Just Spring with our precious Lord, and He will wipe away our tears! An eternity lies before us, living with Jesus forever more! It will be Spring forever, when we live on that heavenly shore! It makes me want to shout His praises for the plans He has for me! In the spingtime that is Heaven, to live for all eternity!-Dot Wilson-[ by Dot Wilson Copyright 2004, (dorothywilson007 @bellsouth.net)-submitted by: Dot Wilson] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Spirit In The Wind God's Spirit is like the wind, Where it begins no one knows. It's here and there and everywhere, Yet we can't see just where it goes. The wind through the trees gently blows, Making the leaves clap their hands in praise! And the Holy Spirit gently touches those, Who remember Him throughout their days. The wind blows on the highest peak, And sometimes even in the valley low. But when we feel really down and seek, God finds us, and in the valley we grow. When in the valley He hears our prayers, And He comforts us with such great love! Then He tells us how much He cares, And of the glory that awaits us above. When I'm down and can no longer soar, Hear me, Lord, and please will You send, Like so very many other times before, Your Holy Spirit to me in the wind? [by Dot Wilson ...

... Sing Once More For Me She sits all alone Her eyes appear vacant She reacts to no one Her mind seems distant Life has been long Health issues malicious A bed and a wheelchair She won't long be with us But then a merry soul Paid a visit one day And sang an old hymn As old Clara lay Clara's eyes came in focus And the tears filled and fell And she joined in the song A joyful praise from soul ’ s well The nurses can ’ t believe The song they are hearing She has uttered no words For a year or so nearing A brilliant smile remains Lingering after the song Her mind fixed on Jesus She ’ ll see His face before long While her body seems useless Her soul still communes She holds loosely to life Waiting for one final boon And it comes in the end Despite expressions of sorrow Her soul has found rest With no earthly tomorrow Eternity with Jesus Following her longest night Her body is whole Her spirit is ...

... me," Oh Mommy where'd you learn to touch And love so tenderly? And how'd you know to keep me warm And cuddle me so close, Who taught you how to patty-cake And where to tickle toes? My tiny owies, bruised little knees, So lovingly you've nursed, How did you know those times I cried, Which tear to kiss off first? Who told you nursing would be best While holding me all night? Who serenaded you to sleep Who praised you-wrong or right? How did you manage on your own When even you weren't sure? Performing as Mom and Daddy both How did your strength endure? Who taught you how to hold my eyes And look into my soul? Exuding love without a word, Oh Mom-You've made me whole !" I'll answer" My child how precious you are, Indeed we are blessed, how true, See, it was MY Mother, and her perfect love, Is what I now pass ...

... be sad To soar to endless days? Christ leads me through no darker rooms Than He went through before; He that unto God's kingdom comes, Must enter by this door. Come, Lord, when grace has made me meet Thy blessed face to see; For if Thy work on earth be sweet, What will Thy glory be! Then shall I end my sad complaints, And weary, sinful days; And join with the triumphant saints, To sing Jehovah's praise. My knowledge of that life is small, The eye of faith is dim; But 'tis enough that Christ knows all, And I shall be with him. [Richard Baxter-from Anonymous] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... in His mighty hand hold still. Why should I murmur? For the sorrow Thus only long-lived would be; Its end may come, and will tomorrow, When God has done His work in me. And say I trusting:" As God will !" And trusting to the end hold still. He kindles for my profit purely, Affliction ’ s glowing fiery brand; And all His heaviest blows are surely Inflicted by a Master ’ s hand: So I say praising:" As God will !" And hope in Him, and suffer still. [by: Julius Sturn-( Joy Of Art Shop) from Joyce Guy] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... a gusty breeze, wafting high it's sweet perfume." Everything has a purpose, that our Lord has made. It all works for our good, be it sunshine or shade. Spring has it's own surprises, it may not always wear a smiling face. Yet it's beauty will always amaze me, it's never commonplace! Just to feel the warmth of springtime, after winter's freezing days. Will always spark a smile within, to Him I lift my song of praise! Green is the color of life, that's what I've been told. The sun and rain bring back the green, as I watch Mother Nature's love unfold.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks ...

... Staying On Course In life and golf, play in the fairway and avoid the rough Give praise to our Savior, whether in good times or tough Approach each new day like it's the next shot to take When God fills your heart; what a difference you'll make Golf balls and clubs are needed for this old game God offers loving forgiveness for our sins and shame Just imagine putting for par on a sloped green Prayerfully seek His protection from dangers unseen Learn to accept bogeys when you expected birdies or pars Jesus paid with His blood and broken body of scars Unlike golf God is not concerned with our score If sin is humbly confessed; it is remembered no more Here are some closing tips and thoughts from me Replace your divots, rake the sand and remove your tee Keep your head down in His word and believe it's all true Watch your walk with God and remember others are watching you~William Bohannon~[ by: William Bohannon, Copyright ...

... , but soon my journey will be o ’ er, When I travel to my home on a beautiful, golden shore. I hope you ’ ve taken the journey for it is my fervent prayer, That our roads will cross in Heaven and I will meet you there. Oh, I know sometimes the road gets long and hard to tread But just hold on to the faith that by a loving hand you ’ re led. Then we ’ ll shout His praise together, sing and dance around His throne, Giving thanks for His love and guidance on the journey to our home.-Lora Cox-[ by: Lora Cox Copyright 2002 (bell @evansville.net)-submitted by: Lora Cox] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... grave, Behind that rock where He lay. Now He is our direct connection with God. Because of THAT breaking of day! If you feel Him tug at your heart, He only wants to come in. When you ask Him to come on inside. He will forgive all your sin! Repent, and turn away from your sins. Ask Him into your heart to stay. Then He can always be with you. Every weary step of the way! Praise His name and do His will. He gives us eternal life that's sure. He fills our heart with joy divine, That's because His love is so pure! Your troubles He will help you face, Leading you all of the way. You'll have a home in Heaven forever. All because of that breaking of day! [by Dot Wilson 2003-submitted by: Dot Wilson] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... of Eden, Perfection was tainted that day. But God loves man so very much, He provided him a Way. He promised to send a Sacrifice, And His blood still flows today. If you are a child of the living God, Then you are Heaven bound. If Jesus is the Lord of your life, No greater gift could you have found. If you are covered by His blood, Take time to thank the Lamb. Each day give Him praise and glory, For He is the great" I AM". Take time to share with lost ones, How they can be saved like you. For time is of the essence, And they need salvation, too. [by Emily McAdams Copyright 2003-submitted by: Emily McAdams] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... , I had nothing to offer, nothing to pay. I can't explain how He'd love me so, To forgive my sins, wash me white as snow, He took away all of my selfish pride, To become His purest spotless Bride. His Grace for me is awesome and sweet, Whatever He does I think it's so neat. I worship Him with heart and with soul, To please Him forever is my greatest goal. Glory to God, how I praise His name, He never changes, He's always the same. I introduce my precious Savior to you, I promise he'll fix your broken heart too. You won't never ever be the same, When you call on His Holy name. Yes my friend, He died for you too, Just confess and believe, that's all that you do. [by: Mary Eldridge 2003 (I_Serve_Jesus @webtv.net)-submitted by Mary Eldridge] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... heart. While the storm rages. let Jesus take control, He protects us from seen and un-seen harms; He is Faithful and the Keeper of our soul, He holds us tenderly in His Everlasting Arms. He safely guards each weary step we take, He is patient, kind, loving and true; Trust Him in the darkness and when we awake, He leads, guides and directs us 'til life is through. When the storm passes by. give Him praise, Our anchor in Him will buoy us on with hope for our goal. He keeps us safe. by His marvelous Grace, We will rest steadfast and secure with a haven for our soul.~Leona I. Miller~All Rights Reserved [By: Leona I. Miller, Copyright 2004-regular contributor: Leona I. Miller] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... We know we want to keep it great, but we have lost our sight, And selfishly among ourselves we argue and we fight. We feel that we have lost control to powers high about, When asked about America the country that we love. We can once again enjoy this country brave and free, But only if we join as brothers can it ever be. America, the beautiful, our country brave and free, How long we have to sing its praise is up to you and me.~James A. Kisner~[ by James A. Kisner 1998 (PoppyK1 @aol.com)-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... ever could. I still have so much more to learn as Jesus works in me; If in the storm I'll love Him more, that's where I want to be! Then they cry unto the LORD in their trouble, and he bringeth them out of their distresses. He maketh the storm a calm, so that the waves thereof are still. Then are they glad because they be quiet; so he bringeth them unto their desired haven. Oh that men would praise the LORD for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men! Psalms 107: 28-31 [Author Unknown-from Charlotte (Tidings @topica.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... . He makes the clouds His chariot And Heaven is His throne, He walks upon the wings of wind Where eagle has not flown. The Lord is clothed with majesty, He cloaks Himself with light; He sits upon the vault of earth And none can match His might. The Lord's voice makes the deer to calve And wilderness to shake, The Lord's voice hews out flames of fire And makes the cedars break. The Lord takes pleasure in His own, Their praise is His delight; He hearkens to their every cry And puts their fears to flight. He bottles every tear we cry, So special is His care; He promised not to leave us, To go with us everywhere. Creator of the universe, The Lord of wisdom knew~He blessed me beyond measure On the day that He made you.~~~~~" I thank my God upon every remembrance of you" (Philippians 1: 3, KJV ...

... not know we're sinning, until our hearts with Christ entwine! Lust and greed are everywhere, we're bound by satanic lies. All that's wrong and wicked, seem to be the answer to our cries! But our Holy Father has another plan, when we give everything we are to Him. Our transformation has already begun, and together we'll sing a joyous hymn! As we bask in His Son-shine, with our hearts and minds at peace. And we thank and praise our Creater, our joy can only increase! Give your bodies to God, A living sacrifice!. Placed on the altar of His love, there's no death, but Everlasting Life!~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever ...

... Another Year Is Dawning Another year is dawning, Dear Father let it be, In working or in waiting, Another year with thee. Another year of progress, Another year of praise, Another year of proving Thy presence all the days. Another year of mercies, Of faithfulness and grace, Another year of gladness, The glory of thy face. Another year of leaning Upon thy loving breast, Another year of trusting, Of quiet, happy rest. Another year of service, Of witness for thy love, Another year of training For holier work above. Another year is dawning, Dear Father, let it be, On earth, or else in heaven, Another year for thee. [by: Frances R. Havergal-from Charlotte Harper] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... When We Get There We know heaven's streets are made of pure gold. When we get there, We'll never grow old. But before we go, our faith will be tried. Some will find out, that satan has lied. He played his old tricks to make people stray. When he thought he'd won, they began to pray. They sang and they praised, they danced and they shouted. It brought down the glory, as God poured it out. The meaning of the story, we'll have to be on guard. When satan comes a knocking, he'll try to make it hard. But Jesus will be with us, He'll keep us free from sin. When we get to heaven, God will welcome us in. [by: Mary Eldridge 2002 (I_Serve_Jesus @webtv.net)-submitted by Mary Eldridge] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... to God And pray," Thy will be done" A day to slay doubt's dragon, To know within your soul That as you give yourself to Him He'll bless and make you whole. A day to live with purpose A day to show you care When others turn to you distraught Confused or in despair A day to share God's blessings In quiet countless ways That touch the heart with hope and joy And brighten cloudy days A day for sweet rejoicing For gratitude and praise Because His love enfolds you Both now, and all your days. [Author Unknown-from 'E-mail Ministry ' (EMailMinistry @yahoogroups.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... you down, You always feel sad. Then if you retaliate, You really feel bad! You, Lord, say that's a no-no. It's Your job to judge. It's us that they hurt, But their name they smudge. You want me to forgive.... Okay, Lord, that's done. Now You're telling me what? It's I that have won !? This one thing I really know. Forgiveness cleanses my heart. Now I can better praise You. It gives me a new start! Lord, Your love is there eternally, And so thankful am I. That I will live in Your presence Up there in the sky! I know I'm not worthy Of all the love You bestow. But I'll be forever grateful, Lord, I do love You so!-Dot Wilson-[ by Dot Wilson Copyright 2004, (dorothywilson007 @bellsouth.net)-submitted by: Dot Wilson] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights ...

... watches over His sheep The God who loves you, never slumbers or sleeps When you walk through raging waters, He will be there with you When you are battling life s fire, the flame will not scorch you He will make all the crooked paths straight He will swing open the strong prison gates Turn your eyes upon Jesus, forget the things of the world Yield your life to Him to shape up and mold Come just as you are into His presence Let your praise go before as a sweet smelling incense You are the apple of His eye; You are so precious in His sight For you, He has fought and won a good fight~Caroline Naoroji~[ by: Caroline Naoroji, Copyright 2007 (cnaoroji @hotmail.com)-submitted by: Caroline Naoroji] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Unselfishly She is so very beautiful her love is from within, How can I praise this special woman, where do I begin? She always knows just what to say and what I need to hear, And when I need that special someone she is always near. She always knows just what to do when I am feeling lost, Her kindness and compassion comes without a hidden cost. Unselfishly she shares her love and asks none in return, Love that's unconditional from her is what I've learned. She stands so tall and elegant a goddess in my eyes, The older that I get it seems the more I realize, How very wise and understanding she has always been, And now I understand that she has been my dearest friend. She always gives and never asks to receive in return, And many times I thought the way I acted just might ruin, The bond we have created or the closeness that has grown, But she ...

... 'til Victory you've won. Take the helmet of Salvation and wear it, Take the Sword of the Spirit~the Bible; It is the Word of God to feed our soul, Be alert, watch and pray~don't be idle. A new Child of God needs love and patience, As a newborn baby needs milk to drink; Each~needs nourishment and training, There must be trust and faith to not shrink. If there be any virtue or any praise, Think about these things today; There is power if we wear all of God's Armor, We must be faithful and not forget to pray.~Leona I. Miller~All Rights Reserved [by: Leona I. Miller, Copyright 2003-regular contributor: Leona I. Miller] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Wings to Fly This poem I ’ d like to share, To my heart it ’ s very dear. Pen in hand, God guided me, Through the Holy Trinity. All praise be to God always, As we grow in his true grace: She lifted up her big blue eyes, Towards God ’ s heavenly, majestic skies. As she became so weak and weary, Our hearts grew very sad and dreary. She wondered, “ Lord, why must I die ?” Don ’ t worry; you ’ ll have wings to fly. There is a place prepared for you, Where you will never feel sad or blue. No more sorrows, no more pain, Heavenly joy will be your gain. Take my hand and do not fear, Your time to go is very near. Friends and family stood around, With tears falling gently to the ground. She asked the Lord, “ How can I go? ...

... I was lonely, Nothing seemed to go right. I began to read my Bible, And God gave a brand new insight." SEE! I WILL NOT FORGET YOU. YOUR NAME IS WRITTEN ON MY HAND !" And those incredible words, Have made me feel so grand. Oh, what joy awaits us, When we seek His amazing grace. Our wonderous journey has begun, One day we will meet Him face to face. The angels will sing His praises, And Jesus will smile as we arrive. Gone are the perplexing problems, In His love we have survived. As I think about the beauty, Of a world that's free from sin. My inner heart keeps shouting, Only in Jesus can we win! Does God love us so much? Is my name written on His hand? Oh, my beloved Father, On Holy Ground I stand! Isaiah 49: 15-16 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart ...

... would go In just the paths that He ’ d designed, Obeying, but obeying blind. He could have saved His Son the shame By forcing man His will to claim. But God ’ s bold test was for a cause-To prove, though man may break His laws And nail His Savior to a cross, That God will triumph over loss And bring Himself eternal fame By cleansing man from sin and shame. For only ransomed souls can sing; No praises flow from robot-things. And heaven ’ s angels now rejoice To think that God gave man a choice! [by Betty Jo Mathis-from 'The Encourager '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Always There What can I say about you dad that qualifies as praise? The way you show your love for me in many different ways. The words may not be spoken to express that love for me, But I know dad you love me, it's in everything I see. I see how hard you work to earn a living everyday, And I know where the money goes when you receive your pay. You take care of the family as you work to earn a living, But more than monetarily you just can't stop from giving. Unselfishly you sacrifice your time and energy, And always when I need your help you still have time for me. There's nothing you won't do for me if it is for my best, Even times when it may seem that I am just a pest. You've made me realize that I can always count on you, That I will have your full support in anything that I do. To ...

... adoration As these pondlings start to sing All creation is in motion Thanking God for everything Stars in the skies are blinking While the planets spin with glee Angels playing dodge the asteroids Are smiling happily Mountains stretch with devotion Serpentine the rivers bending All creation is in motion Thanking God for everything Children running everywhere Happy chatter fills the air Though the trees are turning bare There's a season's joy to share As the family gathers round To celebrate Thanksgiving Laden tables of turkey abound And, We praise God for everything. [Eileen T. Waldron Β ©-from 'Themestream '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... to find. I will confess before I will accuse, I choose goodness. I Choose Faithfulness. Today I will keep my promises. My debtors will not regret their trust. My associates will not question my word.My wife will not question my love, and my children will never fear that their father will not come home. I Choose Gentleness. Nothing is won by force, I choose to be gentle. If I raise my voice, may it be only in praise. If I clench my fist, may it be only in prayer. If I make a demand, may it be only of myself. I Choose Self-Control. I am a spiritual being. After this body is dead, my spirit will soar, I refuse to let what will rot the eternal. I Choose Self-Control. Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Kindness, Goodness, Faithfulness, Gentleness, and Self-Control. To these I commit my day, If I ...

... Angels Come to Our House Angels come to our house to celebrate Christ's birth, The wonder of the ages: Lord Jesus, born on earth! They're flying near the ceiling, their laughter fills the air~Their happiness spreads room-to-room with joy beyond compare! Angels come to our house to join in on the fun, To magnify The Great I Am, to praise The Holy One. Their voices fill the rafters, they sing with wings unfurled~" O, Little Town of Bethlehem" and then," Joy to the World" Angels come to our house for in their hearts they know That Jesus ' name is lifted here because we love Him so. They're dancing with much merriment, a party most sublime~When angels come to our house. each year, at Christmas time!~Connie~" And again, when he bringeth in the firstbegotten into the world, he saith, And let all the angels of God ...

... blow my nose a dozen times or more. What had changed since high school? it all seemed so easy then, I realized I'd been blase '~I'd never be again. For now the Cross is personal and evermore shall be, Atrocities He suffered there, He did it all for me. The Father God loved Connie so He sent His only Son, And now when I depart this earth my life has just begun!~Connie~" Instead of praise He was worthy of, We offered jeers and we spurned His love: Behold your dying King"~John W. Peterson [by: Connie Hinnen Cook Copyright 2006 (cjcook @mynewroads.com)-from Connie Hinnen Cook] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... that you would steer us clear. Angels, if you are listening, I know with all that I am that you will do your best to show yourselves and Divine plan. They are my life, my loves, the ones; and yet I am alone; for they cannot be with me with a mind that's nearly blown. Angels, if you are listening, I pray my words get through, please know that if you help them I will sing my praise to you. I'll thank you for all time, your gracious help I will express to all I know, to all I see, for all your thoughtfulness. [by Ellen M. DuBois Copyright 2001-submitted by: Ellen M. DuBois] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... birthed a story, Of the colors it displayed. And the symbols that they stood for, In it ’ s heavenly array. How nature took its artists palette, And combined the perfect hue. On the petals of that blossom, Purple, white and yellow too. And orchestrated them together, In such perfect harmony. Stop and ponder at its beauty, Should you get a chance to see. For all of Johnny jump-ups colors, Sing a sacred psalm of praise. To the glory of the Godhead, Who they stand for, petals raised. Shy yet regal in it ’ s standing, A" trinity flower" thus ordained. Clearly so by nature's homage, Note the blessing it contains. For natures treasures often hidden, Are sometimes masked yet in full view. Receptive souls find what they ’ re seeking, Pearls of wisdom, riches too. If you're walking in a garden, And you see this bud unfold. Grasp ...

... I Want To Talk With Jesus Today I bowed my head in worship-Praised the Father, Almighty One-Then I asked to speak with Jesus, Precious Friend, and God's dear Son. I want to talk with Jesus. He's the One who saved my soul. I want to talk with Jesus. He's the One who made me whole. I want to talk with Jesus. He's the One who bore my sin. He took away my heavy load And gave me peace within. I can share my deepest feelings, And I know He'll understand, For He lived among the people as an ordinary man. I want to talk with Jesus. He's the One who died for me. I want talk with Jesus. He's the One who set me free. I want to talk with Jesus. He's the Lamb of Calvary. With His blood He bought my pardon As He hung upon the tree. He was ridiculed and tempted ...

... are dark and trouble rains My heart with joy stills sings For there ’ s a refuge from life ’ s storms Under the shadow of Your wings. How precious is Your love O God! How precious, Your thoughts of me! Thank You for Your love O God, For lasting peace and security. Under the shadow of Your wings I am secure from all harm. Under the shadow of Your wings I ’ m held safely in Your arms. I will praise Your name forever Of Your great love I will sing, Thank You Lord for holding me Under the shadow of Your wings.-Lora Cox-How excellent is thy loving kindness, O God! therefore the children of men put their trust under the shadow of thy wings. (Psalms 36: 7) [by: Lora Cox Copyright 2004 (bell @evansville.net)-submitted by: Lora Cox] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... , scratched end to end. What's worse, there were holes on the side!" Thank You for blessings ," the prayer went on. The shoe man said a quite" amen" I tried to focus on the prayer, But my thoughts were on his shoes again. Aren't we supposed to look our best When walking through that door?" Well, this certainly isn't it ," I thought, Glancing toward the floor. Then the prayer ended and songs of praise began. The shoe man was loud, sounding proud as he sang. He lifted the rafters; his hands raised high; The Lord surely heard his voice from the sky. Then the offering was passed; what I threw in was steep. The shoe man reached into his pockets, so deep, And I tried to see what he pulled out to put in, Then I heard a soft" clink ," as when silver hits tin. The sermon bored me to ...

... A Cowboy's Lament Dear Lord, got nuthin ' speshul, Jest wanna chat with Yew. Got nuthin ' in this whole wide world Thet I would druther dew. Lord, ain't much new on this end, Guess thangs stay 'bout the same. But I jest gotta set a spell An ' praise Yore preshus Name. Yew know I luv Yew, Jesus, But times seem way too few Thet I set down these weary bones An ' talk thangs out with Yew. Yew've blessed me more'n my share, An ' when my road gits rough. Doggoned if Yew ain't always thar, Cain't thank Yew nare enuf. I got me Sam's ol ' houndawg, Sam passed away last fall. Thet houndawg pines an ' whines all day, He ain't no use a'toll. Shucks, he's so downright heartbroke, Keeps yelpin ' like a sow. He's homesick fer his master's touch, But Sam's at*Yore*place now. I know ...

... she'll break his heart. it's just a matter of when. But the guy with a future has a prayed-up aunt, And she knows God can do what a mortal man can't. And the prayed-up aunt has a Jesus-lovin ' friend~And they pray for days, and for weeks on end. And they pray for that nephew and his girlfriend with the past, And they cast out demons and they bind them fast. And they pray loud and long and they praise and shout, Till their voices ring in Heaven, till their voices give out! Still, they hold this couple before The Throne, And their tears flow freely and they start to moan. But they never give up~they stand on God's Word, And a peace comes upon them for they know He's heard. And the guy with a future falls down on his knees, And he suddenly asks would God save him, please. And the same thing happens to ...

... The Marriage of the Lamb All honour and authority Belong to Him alone, All glory and all power to Him Who sits upon The Throne. Sing praises, dance and shout for joy, Exalt the great I Am; For now the time has come at last~The Marriage of the Lamb. Rejoice and be exceeding glad, It's time the Bride prepare; Get ready now to celebrate, Join in the great fanfare. With finest of white linens, hers, The Bride is brightly clothed In righteous acts done while on earth, Adorned for her Betrothed. Blessed are those who belong Unto the great I Am, Blessed, those invited to The Marriage of the Lamb. -Connie" Let us be glad and rejoice, and give honour to Him: for the marriage of the Lamb is come, and His wife hath made herself ready" (Revelation 19: 7 KJV) [by: Connie Hinnen Cook (cjcook @mynewroads.com) ...

... ; Equality of states, With liberty for all; God's Commandments taught in schools Lest a precious child should fall; Strong and mighty it emerged, God's Word its sound foundation, For the founding fathers knew That righteousness exalteth a nation; But gradually God was set aside By wicked unbelievers, Prayer was taken from the schools By well intentioned leaders; Future champions were aborted, Falling prey to Satan's plan, The Church lies quietly sleeping While the devil raped the land; Praise Hymns replaced by rousing beat, Sermonettes and new age song; The glory is departing. I wonder what went wrong? Proverbs 14: 34 NIV" Righteousness exalts a nation, but sin is a disgrace to any people" [by: Joyce Guy (Joy Of Art Shop)-submitted by: Joyce Guy] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... , the sun did shine. The cloud that hung over me I no longer can find. My joy has been restored And my heart filled with peace. Out of His great love, The Lord delivered me. The feelings of hopelessness, Sadness and despair All have been removed By the answer of a prayer. The Lord restored my hope And gave me happiness again. Out of His great love for me, He gave me deliverance. I give Him all the praise For my strength to overcome The trials I have endured When my life came undone. If the clouds one day return, I still will have my peace. I'll call upon the Lord, And He'll again deliver me. Do you feel broken? Are you under a cloud? Is your heart filled with sadness And your mind filled with doubt? Call upon the Lord. Ask Him to set you free. The Lord will deliver you Just as He delivered me." ...

... Count the presents that you see: Does that spell Prosperity?. Don't be deluded. Christmas-time is always rough, Running, shopping, buying stuff, How to know when it's enough? Was God included? God so loved the world He gave, Sent His Son down here to save Folks from sins that would enslave. Why should He bother? Rubies, gold and diamond rings: That's just stuff that Santa brings~The best things in life aren't things! Praise God the Father! -Connie-For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul? Or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul ?" (Mark 8: 36-37 KJV) [by: Connie Hinnen Cook (cjcook @mynewroads.com)-from Connie Hinnen Cook] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... ; That gets one through to heavens gate. For all that wear these comfy shoes; Will win this race and celebrate. While you're running in some other shoes; Traveling this road in pain and loss. Stop right now, and change your shoes. Run to the Lord take up His cross. Let's run together side by side; Wearing Salvation, the winning shoes. When trusting in Christ to save; You WIN! you'll never, ever lose. Let's praise the One, Who gave His Son; Wearing the shoes of Salvation free. And when we cross that finished line How SWEET! our VICTORY! will be. .squeak .squeak .squeak .squeak .squeak~Susan Y Nikitenko~Copyright 2009 Know ye not that they which run in a race run all, but one receiveth the prize? So run, that ye may obtain. And every man that striveth for the mastery is temperate in all things. Now they do it to obtain ...

... yet my heart is filled with joy, My soul has found serenity which nothing can destroy; The Most High God is ever nigh, He has no need of sleep, And Mother's wrapped in Daddy's arms. today I shall not weep.-Connie Hinnen Cook-( August 2, 2004)" Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: Thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness; To the end that my glory may sing praise to Thee, and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give thanks unto Thee for ever" (Psalm 30: 11-12 KJV) [by: Connie Hinnen Cook Copyright 2004 (cjcook @mynewroads.com)-from Connie Hinnen Cook] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... now the bells of shame must peal. Today I taught my child to steal. Today I cursed another race, Oh God protect what I debase; For now, I fear it is to late. Today I taught my child to hate. By my example children learn, That I must lead in life's sojourn; In such a way that they are led. By what is done, not what is said. Today I gave my child his due, By praises for him instead of rue; And now I have begun my guide. Today I gave my child his pride. I now have reconciled and paid, To the IRS on all I made; And now I know that this dear youth. Today has learned from me of truth. The alms I give are not for show, And yet, this child must surely know; That charity is worth the price. Today he saw my sacrifice. I clasp within a warm ...

... Tomorrow Tomorrow is another day A day for new beginnings for me A day to treasure A day to build memories Tomorrow is another day For me to lovingly extend my hand To everyone I know or meet To reveal the love of the great" I AM" Tomorrow is another day For me to praise Yah and His Name For me to spend time with Him and His Word And His message to proclaim Tomorrow is another day To get rid of what ’ s been in disorder For me to right all the wrongs For me to get my affairs in order But then again, maybe not For tomorrow may not just be Another tomorrow It may be a day I may not live to see I cannot rely or depend upon tomorrow A wise man that I once knew Said that God may give you today But He doesn ’ t promise tomorrow for you So let me make today my tomorrow To put all my affairs and life back straight To show His ...

... go down, BUT THROUGH" Seas of sorrow, seas of trial, Bitterest anguish, fiercest pain, Rolling surges of temptation Sweeping over heart and brain-They shall never overflow us For we know His Word is True; All His waves and all His billows He Will Lead us safely through. Threatening breakers of destruction, Doubt's insidious undertow, Shall not sink us, shall not drag us Out to ocean depths of woe; For His Promise shall sustain us, Praise The Lord, whose Word is True! We shall not go down, or under, For He Saith," Thou passest THROUGH" [by Annie Johnson Flint-from Bill Dorman] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... This Man Called Jesus There is someone who died On the cross in your stead. Jesus laid three days in the tomb, Then arose from the dead! He willingly shed His life's blood that day, So with His forgiveness He can wash away Your sins and mine, when we ask Him to, But that's not all He will do for you! He makes you a place in Heaven fair, Then, praise His name, He'll live with you there! Can you hear Him pleading with you? He gives us a choice, what will you do? He's waited so long for you to love Him! Don't let Him go away and give up on you. Ask Him to stay and live in your heart. He might not come back, then what would you do? Just what will you do with this Man called Jesus, Ask Him in or turn Him away? What will you do with this Man called Jesus ...

... A Brighter Day There'll be a brighter day tomorrow Just trust in God he'll share your sorrow. Oh lay your cares at the Saviors feet And when you do you'll feel complete. He'll recreate your life once torn You'll feel like you've just been reborn. Give praise to Him and then you'll know. His love and strength to help you grow. When life's hard times are very sad He'll give you joy and make you glad. Look to the Lord, just trust in Him He lifts us up when we feel grim. So don't look back, just keep on praying You'll feel His presence softly saying" I'll fill your cup and take your pain You've nothing to lose but all to gain"" Come unto me I'll give you rest And comfort you through troubling tests" Though it may seem long, He'll make a way To lead you on to a much brighter day. [by Betty Nasr-from Dwayne Savaya-Ed: ...

... spell. This day's going to be a great one. I don't have to go to work. This day's going to be a swell one. I got some coffee to perk. This day's going to be a fun one. My bills are paid on time. This day's going to be the best one. I got some words to rhyme. This day's going to be a happy one. I got my attitude in check. This day's going to be a praising one. I'll give that old devil a run for his money. This day's going to be a dancing one. My feet feel fancy free. This day's going to be a one of a kind. 'Cause it's my day and there's only one me. [Author Unknown-from 'Colorado Comments '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... A New Year's Resolution H allelujah to the Father, A nd give glory to the Son! V oice your joy unto the Spirit, E cho praises, everyone! A t God's throne, lay down this new year, H is, the battles to be won; A s each problem comes before you, P ray in trust," Thy will be done" P lace your hopes and dreams in Jesus, Y our whole life is in His care; N o more anxious, fevered worry, E ach new day, give thanks in prayer. W ith this new year in God's trusting, Y ou'll have peace from up above; E very day A nd every hour, R est within your Saviour's love!~~~~~" Be careful for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God" (Philippians 4: 6 KJV) [by: Connie ...

... I ’ m tossed and blown. You admonish me" walk by faith not sight ," For You ’ re with me~I ’ m never alone. Because I ’ m one of Your children, And You ’ re my Father whom I wish to obey. I ’ ll remember Your promise You give me. You won't forsake or cast me away. When life's problems come my way, My response will glorify You. I will be joyful and give You praise, No matter what I have to go through. After spending this quiet time with You, Just the two of us together. I can then go out and face the world, For there's nothing" we" can't weather. Emily McAdams [by Emily McAdams Copyright 2002-submitted by: Emily McAdams] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... . I will confess before I will accuse. I choose goodness. I CHOOSE FAITHFULNESS. Today I will keep my promises. My debtors will not regret their trust. My associates will not question my word. My wife will not question my love. And my children will never fear that their father will not come home. I CHOOSE GENTLENESS. Nothing is won by force. I choose to be gentle. If I raise my voice, may it be only in praise. If I clench my fist, may it be only in prayer. If I make a demand, may it be only of myself. I CHOOSE SELF-CONTROL. I am a spiritual being. After this body is dead, my spirit will soar. I refuse to let what will rot rule the eternal. I choose self-control. I will be drunk only by joy. I will be impassioned only by my faith. I will be influenced only by God. I will ...

... this old world be better, If the folks we meet would say: I know something good about you, And then treat us just that way! Wouldn't it be fine and dandy, If each hand-clasp warm and true Carried with it this assurance-I know something good about you! Wouldn't things here be more pleasant, If the good that's in us all Were the only things about us That folks bothered to recall! Wouldn't life be lots more happy If we'd praise the good we see! For there's such a lot of goodness In the worst of you and me. Wouldn't it be nice to practice This fine way of thinking too; You know something good about me, I know something good about you! [Author Unknown-from Aiken Drum] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Jesus Jesus, sentinel of my heart; Healer of my soul; Ruler of my universe, To You, I yield control. For You alone are worthy Of all my praise and faith. You alone, oh Lord, my Christ, Consume my every breath. Jesus, Jesus, lifelong Friend, I'll always cling to You. When this earthly show rings down And life in flesh is through; All my shame long washed away, Sins, too, seven times seven, You'll whisk me up on angel wings To live with You in heaven. The veil that hides Your countenance From sight, now firm in place, Will vanish as a puff of steam. I will see Your lovely face! [Sharon Warden 2001-from 'TPS '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Eternally Alive! We're here on earth, but not for long. When Jesus calls then we'll be gone. We'll live above this veil of tears, And we'll be there ten thousand years! We'll walk those streets of purest gold. Our happiness there can not be told. No sorrow or pain will hurt us there. And we'll praise His name that's beyond compare. We'll meet our loved ones gone on before, When we reach that heavenly shore. We can talk to Jesus face to face. And thank Him for His saving grace. Thank Him for His love supernal, That gives us all Life-That's eternal. The first ten thousand years will soon be gone. But forever after we'll still live on! [by Dot Wilson 2003-submitted by: Dot Wilson] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... been buried and burned away. So many times we are too busy, To help a disallusioned castaway!" LOVE YOUR NEIGHBOR AS YOURSELF" That's what the Scriptures say. Yet it's never to late to help another, As we take time to kneel and pray. When we follow God's instructions, Our love will pave the way. To happiness and peace of mind, And eternity will save us from the fray! Today I sing a new song Of thanksgiving and praise. I'm on my way to heaven, I can hear angelic voices raise!~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless ...

... to call Him my Lord For I love Him with all my heart, He is faithful and keeps His promise That from me He will never part. I'm not ashamed of His name so precious For it is a name above any name. Jesus, my Lord, my Saviour, my King, Who in loving mercy, took my blame. I will openly confess my love for Him. I will witness, my soul He claimed. I will live my life praising His name, For He is my life and I am not ashamed.-Lora Cox-Be not thou therefore ashamed of the testimony of our Lord, nor of me his prisoner: but be thou partaker of the afflictions of the gospel according to the power of God; (2 Timothy 1: 8) [by: Lora Cox Copyright 2003 (bell @evansville.net)-submitted by: Lora Cox] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Everything To Gain You wake up in the middle of the night, And you can't go back to sleep. You think of all the problems, Then start counting all those sheep! You turn to God so wistfully, And start praying for your friends, For family and for neighbors. There seems to be no end. You thank Him for his provision, For His protection, too, And praise HIm for all that stuff, That's been really bothering your. Then suddenly your are smiling. Your heart is full of joy! You raise your hands toward heaven, You've found the real McCoy! Have you ever wondered, At what His hands have made? Especially this human race. Will we ever make the grade? And as you lay there thinking, You finally fall back to sleep. And when you awake in the morning, You understand" My soul to keep !" Will we ever know the reason, Our Father gave ...

... A living example of one You saved When You died at Calvary. The smile on His face I still can see And the love within His eyes I knew that He still cared for me And He ’ d heard my humble cries. He said, my child, I forgive you That ’ s the reason I ’ m here today You are one of My precious sheep And you simply went astray. When He spoke these tender words I fell to my knees in praise To thank Him for His forgiveness For my evil and sinful ways. He reached out and took my hand He held it tightly in His own If you forgive others as I forgave you One day, I will welcome you home. Thank you Jesus for your forgiveness of our sins. [by Emily McAdams Copyright 2001-submitted by: Emily McAdams] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... could have called the angels to keep him safe and well, but He chose the cross and death and defeated Death and Hell. Jesus suffered though it all that day for sinners like you and me, so that we can someday be with Him far beyond the raging sea. Then He spent three days in the tomb where evil likes to romp and roam, so by Him we are saved from sin and can join Him at our heavenly home. Now let us praise and thank Him with worship from our hearts, for what He did on earth that day so we could have brand-new starts. [by: John H. Arney, 2003 (johnarney @starnetok.net)-submitted by John Arney] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... she is, In Heaven's land so fair; You know you're weeping for yourself, 'Cause there's no weeping there. Her closest friend is Jesus And He takes her by the hand, He talks with her for hours As they walk in Heaven's land. There's light once more within her eyes, Her smile is always near; So cry your tears while you're down there, 'Cause there's no crying here. Here is where she's happiest, Here's where she belongs; She's praising God with every breath And joining in the songs. A joyful glow is on her face And wonder fills her eyes; So let your tears flow if you must, 'Cause here, nobody cries. She has a mansion that is grand, And friends that she can't number; Eternal celebrating In this land where there's no slumber. And she shines brighter than the stars, And angels seek her face; So grieve and miss her while you may, There's no grief in ...

... ignore, now are poignant messages of all He has in store. For many years, His whispered cues fell on my deaf ears; but when I learned to listen, He conquered all my fears. I've come to seek Him everywhere in sunshine and in rain. His presence brings such comfort through joy and sorrow and pain. The more I seek, the more I find; my life is no longer the same. For every blessing He s bestowed, I praise His holy name.~Linda Gleason~Copyright 2009 [By: Linda Lee Gleason, Copyright 2009 (llgleason @bellsouth.net)-submitted by: Linda Gleason] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Easter makes me realize, Her death was not the end, Because He was the first to rise, It's how we enter in. So on this brilliant Easter morn, As earth begins anew, I take the time to focus, And to bring all things in view. I know one day I'll see Him, Face to face with Him I'll be, Because of Easter morning, Jesus died to set me free. I will look upon His face, And praise Him for my life, And I know she will be with Him, My faithful, loving wife. [by James A. Kisner 2001 (PoppyK1 @aol.com)-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Keep Our Eyes On Jesus Let ’ s keep our eyes on Jesus. This world is not for us. We became His children, When in Him, we placed our trust. Let ’ s keep our eyes on Jesus. He ’ s soon coming for His bride. We must all be ready, When He calls us to His side. We ’ ll kneel before our Master. We ’ ll give Him all the praise. For He ’ s the One who saved us, When He died and then was raised. Let ’ s keep our eyes on Jesus, For our treasures are above. There is a crown He promised, To those who give Him love. He ’ ll open The Book to judge us, For the works we did while here. Did we do them for His glory, With a heart that was sincere? If our works withstand the fire, We have gems to adorn our crown. ...

... know beyond a doubt His Seed is dearer still... for whom JESUS shed His precious blood obeying our Father's will~He did not call an angel band no, alone He bled and died... washing sins as far as East from West to whom His Royal blood's applied~O~what an honour~privilege to be counted of worth to Thee... to share the messages from You through this bit of clay, Lord, me~Praise You Heavenly Father pour me out as Your will commands... filled and emptied day to day JUST A VESSEL IN YOUR HANDS! [Author unknown-from Christine, via the-inspired-buffalo @yahoogroups.com] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... my calling, There are rewards the Sonship brings. Put your light in the window, Let them know who you are, Don ’ t resist my prompting, You are as bright to me as any star. Beloved, let me hold you, Let me heal you and behold you, Give me freedom to enfold you, And surround you with my love.~Diane Mulford~" This poem was given to me by the Lord, during a time of praise and worship" [by: Diane Mulford, Copyright 2005-submitted by: Diane Mulford (nonnybellyjelly @comcast.net)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Who has sworn to defend, His home, his kin, and Country, And would fight until the end? He was just a common Serviceman And his ranks are growing thin, But his presence should remind us, We may need his like again. For when countries are in conflict, Then we find the Serviceman's part, Is to clean up all the troubles, That the politicians start. If we cannot do him honor, While he's here to hear the praise, Then at least let's give him homage, At the ending of his days. Perhaps just a simple headline, In the paper that might say:" OUR COUNTRY IS IN MOURNING, FOR A SERVICEMAN DIED TODAY" [Author Unknown-from 'andychaps_the-funnies '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... something in me to love And there nothing between us be.~2007 by Joyce C. Lock~All things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose. Romans 8: 28, KJV Therefore judge nothing before the time, until the Lord come, who both will bring to light the hidden things of darkness, and will make manifest the counsels of the hearts: and then shall every man have praise of God. 1 Corinthians 4: 5, KJV [by: Joyce C. Lock Copyright 2007-submitted by: Joyce C. Lock] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... for me to securely hold on to. I gave Him my shattered life-He gave me life anew. I gave Him my pain and heartbreak, all that troubled my weary soul-He gave me hope and happiness, and made my body whole. I gave Him all my doubts and fears, the things that stood in the way Of my daily service in His name-He made them go away. I offered Him my feeble voice, to sing His praise in song-He filled my heart with a melody, that will last my whole life long. I offered Him my hands to serve, to help out those in need, He gave me the talent to use these tools, so that I would succeed. I gave Him my life completely, to show His light in a world of night, He gave me a wonderful testimony, a way to share His light. I offered Him my eyes to see all that ...

... then I chose Salvation for Salvation was for free I tried to get enough of that to do for you and me. Then I started to the counter to pay my grocery bill, For I thought I had everything to do the Masters will. As I went up the aisle I saw Prayer and put that in, For I knew when I stepped outside I would run into sin. Peace and Joy were plentiful, the last things on the shelf. Song and Praise were hanging near so I just helped myself. Then I said to the angel" How much do I owe ?" He smiled and said" Just take them everywhere you go" Again I asked" Really now, how much do I owe ?"" My child" he said," God paid your bill a long, long time ago" [Author Unknown-from 'E-Mail Ministry '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... as Man, To save us from our sins According to His plan. We cannot save ourselves. Our sins would lead to death. God put our sins on Jesus, The perfect and the best. With this came our forgiveness If we believe in Him And ask Him into our hearts, He'll take away our sins. As He was resurrected, Eternal Life He'll bring To all who have faith and believe And to His hand will cling. To Jesus be ALL Praise and Glory! [By Joyce Folsom Johnson-from Chaplain 777 (chaplain777 @hotmail.com)] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... He Has Risen" He is not here; HE HAS RISEN, as He said" (Matthew 28: 6) The stalwart guards stood watch that day around a dead man's grave. Not mindful that He was the Lord, they stood there, bold and brave, till all at once they fell away without a chance to fight, for Jesus had returned to life, and vanquished sin's dark night. The angel band drew near to praise and glorify their King. They crowded in to worship Him and hallelujahs sing: for they had longed to comfort Him as on the cross He hung, but He bore all the suffering, this Savior, God's own Son. My sin was pardoned on the tree that held this blessed Christ; He took the punishment for me and paid sin's awful price. Only the perfect lamb of God could love a wretch like me enough to die, enough to live, enough to set me free! ...

... But look to our heavenly mansions; And walk in the meadows of might. Have Faith My Child See then, the vict'rys of mountains removed. See then, His power and might, so divine. When walking in faith, the path of His grace; Sweet joy and great peace you will find. Have Faith My Child Walk on waters of assurance. Live by faith, in the hand of our God Feast on manna of heavens joy Stand strong, sing praise, cheer and applaud.~Susan Y Nikitenko~Copyright 2009 All Rights Reserved [By: Susan Y Nikitenko, Copyright 2009 (pastorkjv1611 @yahoo.com)-submitted by: Susan Y Nikitenko] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... free. May I grow in grace divine, Make me whole and only thine. May I be graffed into the vine, Of my Savior, so sublime. May I in true meekness be, An example for others to see. May this true joy never cease, May I grow in Thy true peace. May thy light in me shine bright, May thy peace keep me tonight, From all doubts and worries freed, For I have thy joy received. Praise thy name forevermore, Peace and joy thou dost restore. Convict my heart and show me where, Evermore this joy to share. [By: Anonymous-{ changes, 3-30-2007, per author}-submitted by: Anonymous] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Keeping watch over us in the night. God continues to keep watch over us too, He knows if we stumble or go astray; He is always willing to forgive if we ask, There's power when we're on our knees to pray. As we enjoy another evening's sunset, Pause to think back for a moment on the day; Forgive to be forgiven before the sun goes down, Then there will be peace in the heart to stay. Be thankful and give praise to God, He has given blessings and favors again today; As we come to the busy day's closure, Don't forget~don't ever forget to pray.~Leona I. Miller~All Rights Reserved [by: Leona I. Miller, Copyright 2005-regular contributor: Leona I. Miller] Inspirational Stories SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... God's Helpers God must have known there would be times We'd need a word of cheer Someone to praise a triumph Or brush away a tear. He must have known we'd need to share The joy of" little things" In order to appreciate The happiness life brings. I think he knew our troubled hearts Would sometimes throb with pain At trials and misfortunes Or some goals we can't attain. He knew we'd need the comfort Of an understanding heart To give us strength and courage To make a fresh, new start. He knew we'd need companionship Unselfish. lasting. true, And so God answered the heart's great need With CHERISHED FRIENDS. like you. [Author Unknown-from Charlene] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... blight. Thirty-nine lashes on His back, He bore them all for you. And by each stripe, you can be healed When you are born anew. Jesus is Forgiveness. He yearns to hear you cry." Lord, save me and forgive me" And He stands ready to comply. His mercy is renewed each day. His grace forever abounds. Enter into His loving arms, Where peace and love is found. You ’ ll want to sing and praise Him, As He sits upon His throne. And because He is Forgiveness, One day you ’ ll share His home. Emily McAdams [by Emily McAdams Copyright 2003-submitted by: Emily McAdams] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... He Touched Me Jesus touched the blind and they could see. They were bound and He set them free! He raised the dead and they praised His name. And so many times, He healed the lame! He died on the cross a sacrifice for all. So He could save us if on Him we call. He may be there just looking for you. He wants to see if your heart is true. He may knock on your heart's door. He'll whisper to you like never before. He still is the same, even today. If He knocks, don't turn Him away! He came into my heart, many years ago. And ever since then, I've loved Him so! My home in Heaven has been arranged. Because He touched me, and now I'm changed!-Dot Wilson-( 9-27-2004) [by Dot Wilson Copyright 2004, (dorothywilson007 @bellsouth.net)-submitted by: Dot Wilson] ...

... to speak God's Word, telling the news till all have heard, It's not fair that I should know, and not tell others where they can go. My heart goes out to those in need, This world is filled with sin and greed. With my heart I love my Savior, it was His love that gave me favor. I have hands to help my brother and sister, help me Lord to be a good listener. I lift my hands to praise my Father, While with others, it's a bother. How beautiful the feet that carry the good news, tho the sceptics have their views. So these feet were made for walking, and my mouth was made for talking. As we can see we're fearfully and wonderfully made, The debt we had is already paid, It took the blood, of God's own Son, to pay the price for everyone. We are vesels that God chose, I want to be ...

... died our soul to save, we can live forever in Heaven. Your sins too, He forgave! All we need do is ask Him, to forgive our sins and repent. Help me, Lord, to live a good life. This is why He was sent! His Father sent Him to be, A sweet savor of offering for all. He paid the price that day. Now on Him we can call! I thank You, Lord, and praise You, for being willing to take my place. I'll live for You, precious Lord, till I meet You there, face to face! [by Dot Wilson 2002-submitted by: Dot Wilson] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... thirst" My arms are getting weary, And I am numb with pain. The aching and the throbbing Seems impossible to sustain. Now I hang here all alone, For all the world to see. My heart cries out," My God, My God, Why hast Thou forsaken Me ?" I see the sky above grow dark, And not a sound I hear, And I know deep inside My heart That the end is very near. Yet, My praise can ascend to My God as from this earthly life I go because I can say:" It is finished" As Resurrection I will know!" Into Thy Hands I commit My spirit, Father, take Thy Son" I see the light of life go out," Father. it is done !"" For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life" John 3: ...

... Man When He lost his life to a nightmare. God loved the world so much, He gave His only begotten Son, That when we truly believe Great battles are won! If we will listen to this message, And believe with all our heart, We, too, will win great battles, And our fears will all depart. Kneel in humble submission, Invite Jesus to come in, Confess all your sins to Him And you can't help but win. Praise His name with honor, He is the Prince of Peace, He takes our every problem, And our joy will always increase. Open your heart to the Savior, Who gave His life for you, He is the bright and morning star, Humble, loving, and true. He will bless all who listen, All who humble themselves and pray, Jesus is the only answer, And He walks with us every day.~Eva May Young~5-10-06 It gives ...

... away, Like a well marked page in a book, Enfolded with care and a thanksgiving prayer, For the pathway of Christ that they took. God requires that His child, a work worn soul Leave the useless body behind, and in the last act of faith of departing this life arise with pure spirit and mind. United he will be through all eternity with goodness, peace, joy and love, with God in three persons and saints gone before who will praise and rejoice up above. [by: Joyce Guy (Joy Of Art Shop)-{ poem for SkyWriting.Net}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... early quiet moments when He and I Communicate -my deepest thoughts, my fears and try To express my overwhelming gratitude For all He has done for me, changing my attitude Before the rush of the day. Praying for guidance for this new day, Asking for help for whatever may Cross my path along the way Or for whatever folks may say During the rush of the day. At first light I give thanks to Him Before the onslaught of the day's din. I praise Him for giving me life When all around me there is so much strife In the rush of the day. I thank Him for His sustaining care In a world where I can often share How much He loves us all. I pray I'm faithful to His call. In the midst of the rush of the day. [by: Margaret A. Comstock, Copyright 2000-from 'Theamestream '] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... His Name is Wonderful! In that lowly manger A Savior from sin. Yes, there that day, He was God even then! The years as a child While on earth He trod. Have you ever thought, As a Child, He was God? When He died on the cross, Praise His name forever more, Even dying on that day He was God as before! As He lay in the tomb Those three days He stayed, He was God when He arose And was God while He laid! He arose on that third day, The promised Sacrifice fulfilled. The Savior of all, paid the price. Just as His own Father willed!-Dot Wilson-( 12-05-2004) [by Dot Wilson Copyright 2004, (dorothywilson007 @bellsouth.net)-submitted by: Dot Wilson] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Life's Solution When life's battles get you down Very near touching the ground Just lift your voice to Him in praise And He your fallen spirit will raise For He is master of all And will hear your faintest call For you see, He's been through The same life as me and you He knows the path better than you and I He knows where each heartache doth lie Not only heartaches, but battles too For He walked the path for me and you So when life's battles confront you Just ask Jesus what to do He will give you the answer Through some one you see I KNOW! He did it for me Go to Him in prayer Let Him know your every care He then will make the way To get you through another day [By Dawn Darling Porche '-from Andy Chap] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Dust Yourself Off When life gets tough the tough get goin... When your life seems overwhelming with all things going array. And depression takes a hold by spiraling you each and every day. If you let your life continue on its driven path you cannot survive. Its time for you to regroup, sound praise and thank God you ’ re alive. For as long as you take a breath you can fight to conquer all. You can pick yourself up dust yourself off and begin to stand tall. I ’ m not saying it ’ s going to be easy it takes much courage to try. But I do promise you it will make a difference, from where you now lie. Start with counting your blessings even if you think they ’ re small. For everyday you will see more which is better than none at all. Shift your life to others and give them your love and affection. For you receive so ...

... love in mankind expressed It causes pain in Thy heart Though bestowed unto us The unfading and steadfast love Greatest Inventor I admire You There's none who deserved The title of being" The Greatest" All things were perfectly done Thy hands full of might Created a wonderful life Forgiving Father I come before You No other father without a hitch passover All the lapses and shames made Cleanse me a willing heart To be holy and righteous one Deemed as a lost and found lamb Almight God Praise and honor I offer No one can meet Thy holiness Glory and blessings to You alone is given I, me and myself desire To give Thee my life With all my strength, soul and heart~Mary Antonette A. Magaling~[ by: Mary Antonette A. Magaling, Copyright 2009 (aprylle_gie @yahoo.com)-from: Mary Antonette] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... or remorse flying high and carefree following on life's course soaring majestically. Oh to be a song bird bringing in morning's light no lovelier song heard to ears it brings delight. To sing throughout the days through rain or sunlit sky they sing their song always they bring such peace nearby. But one thing I have found I'm happy being me; For I belong to God no worries, I am free! My voice to God I raise through each tribulation in humble simple praise for I have salvation!~Melissa Sanders~( 03-17-2005) [by: Melissa Sanders 2005 (molassis @bellsouth.net)-submitted by: Melissa Sanders] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... the Glory has gone out of Old Glory! Our government no longer weighs Decisions based on the Story, In which Jesus told us to stay. We've perverted His Word and debased it, Destroyed families and churches and man, By making tolerance our national byword, And sin as a natural plan. We've ripped up our nation's foundation, And built it anew on plain sand. God's Glory is gone from Old Glory, And a nation divided can't stand. America, Praise God Again! [By: Mary Kay Young-http :// www.reasonfortheseason.com] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... you start. He is God and God alone, watching over the whole wide world, He knows the end from the beginning, and every day we can see His awesome plan being unfurled. O ' worship Him who loves His own so much, There's nothing that can compare, with beng in His mighty presence, and feeling His warmth and His tender touch. The Lord taketh pleasure in His people: He will beautify the meek with salvation, Let the high praises be in our mouth, as we await that great day of His coronation.-Mary Eldridge-[ by: Mary Eldridge 2003 (I_Serve_Jesus @webtv.net)-submitted by Mary Eldridge] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... O ’ Israel O ’ Israel, Thou art favoured of the Lord, When you hear and speak His word, You will let go of your miss-spent youth, As you heed the arrows of perfect truth, On that solid rock you will stand, With the Lord close by and holding your hand, As you put on your garments of praise, On the eagles ’ wings you will be raised, Your joy will be beyond compare, Never mind the folks who will stand and stare, Our Lord loves them too you see, It is in His plan for all to be free, Sinners will come, and there will be many, They will all want to be free from the grip of the enemy, Welcome them with arms wide open, For they will come running, weeping and hoping, You must be ready and do not fail, The Lord will show you what this will entail, Let the Lord help you to ...

... across a cloud-darkened sky! Can man make a blazing sunrise, or make a silver river flow. Or hang a pale moon in the sky, or trigger the wind to blow? Only our faithful Holy Father, with his all-knowing power. Can make such awesome miracles, as a meadow full of flowers. Hear the songs of Autumn, trailing on a gusty breeze. midst showers of golden leaves, Falling from sturdy trees. Bow down to our great Creator, Praise Him night and day. For all His love and precious gifts, Of nature's sweetest bouquets.~Eva May Young~It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May ...

... Nocturnal Reverie When night-time comes And the cares of the day Settle down in my weary head, I would not ask For the fluffy repose Of a downy-soft featherbed. Give me a pillow That's filled with peace To rest my head upon, A garment of praise That's spun out of joy Is all that I would don. With blankets wove Of serenity To keep me warm as toast, Sweet slumber mine As I recline Secure in the Holy Ghost. O, give me a dreaming place Not made on earth, But fashioned up above. Then I can sleep In the hand of my Lord, In a bed That is made Of Love. -Connie" In peace I will both lie down and sleep, for Thou alone, O Lord, dost make me to dwell in safety" (Psalm 4: 8 NASB) [by: Connie Hinnen Cook (cjcook @mynewroads.com)-from Connie Hinnen Cook] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved ...

... existence must displease You, Lord~if so, then let me die! I've no wish to be a Christian, I'm resigning, Lord, I'm through! And I'll give back my salvation if it's all the same to You !" Lightning she expected, sudden death at least, or more. But no sound broke through the blackness, save her heart's own deafening roar." Don't You hear me, God? I'm quitting! I can't live the life of praise! I'm a failure, Lord, a loser! This is where we two part ways !" Still no answer came from Heaven, though she wailed and sobbed and wept. When the sun's rays broke the darkness, in exhaustion then she slept. While she tossed and turned in restlessness, the Lord God sent a dream, Saying," Child, I'll not abandon you, no matter how you scream!" For I gave My Son to save you and He shed ...

... Over There Over there the lilies bloom forever and a day. The stars are just our steppingstones, our street, The Milky Way. Neighborhoods are always filled with joy and laughter shared. Hunger pangs are never felt for Father feeds us there. Over there the skies are bright and everyone lives free. Free from sickness, free from pain, free from tragedy. Over there all voices ring with joyous songs of praise, and celebrate eternally God's amazing grace. [by Joanne Warrick Copyright 2002-submitted by: Joanne Warrick] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Goeth Before a Fall Overhead in gray repose, The raindrops wait. The darkness grows. Upon the earth, all presuppose, A storm is coming soon. But one progressive drop resisted," Why fall to earth, All blown and twisted?" We should fall up ," the drip insisted," And fall upon the moon" The thunder rumbled with delight," Up, you say? You may be right! If you attempt this noble flight, Your praises I'll convey !" The lightning flashed with brilliant grin," This sounds divine, Please count me in! I'll blaze your path when you begin, And gladly light your way !" The north and south winds intertwined," We'd like to help! If you're inclined, We'll blow upward from behind, And send you clear to Mars !" The raindrop swelled, his ego growing," I'm going to try! Who else is going? With all this fanfare, lights and ...

... God Chose Me You came to heal the broken-hearted, And to set the captives free. To release prisoners from the darkness, My sweet Jesus, I was all three. But by God's pleasure, He chose me. And for that, I praise His name. If He hadn't continued to seek me, I would have stayed in sin and shame. Your Spirit working to convict me, Saved my soul and set me free. For with my sinful human nature, I would never have looked for Thee. Eternity in Your presence, God gives all who come to You. We need only to believe and trust, What He promises, He will do. Oh, sweet Jesus, my sweet Jesus, All my sins You washed from me. And I know that You are waiting, Just beyond the Crystal Sea. My soul yearns to be with You, And from this sinful world be free. I long to kneel and ...

... very plain ~*~ Reaching out to the lonely Help feed the hungry too Give a cold drink of water Is that to much to do? ~*~ When we share our blessings They will come back to you Cook a meal for a needy family Shows Jesus word is true ~*~ What we give to others Brings blessings we don't expect God is up there with His angels As we bow before Him in deep respect ~*~ Reach out-give what you can Never be afraid to share Praise God for His promises And His gracious, loving care~Eva May Young~08-11-2008 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. May God richly bless you. Send emails ...

... Precious Gold Whoever coined that popular phrase, Describing the Golden Years, Must have been really blessed, With few worries or fears. Yet those who suffer the most," Hang in there" through the years, We tolerate the pain and distress, And seldom submit to tears. As we grow older we get bolder, We don't give in to gloomy days. We try to see the sunny side, And for that we give God the praise. Our days may seem sad and dreary, But behind each dismal cloud, The sun is shining brightly, And old folks laugh aloud! We've all been tried and tested, Our faith is strong and true, And when we try to understand it all, God always sees us through! The gold in those golden years, Still shines for you and me. For Jesus is that precious Gold, And He is our only destiny! He gives us strength and purpose, His comfort's ...

... Dawn To Dusk" Put God First Every Day" At the start of every day Take a moment to say A greeting to god with prayer As your thoughts are filled with love As you praise him above For his fatherly wayful care Through all of the hours Through sunshine or showers Through smiles and every tear In all that you do He will stay close to you Doubling joys and dissolving fears And when the day's athrough As you stop to review Each blessing and every event Thank god with a prayer For his love and care All your day will end wonderfully spent.~Meshelle Brown~Copyright 2009 All Rights Reserved [By: Meshelle Brown, Copyright 2009 (mishabrown @localnet.com)-submitted by: Meshelle Brown] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Perfect Arrangement I sat beside a rosebud Fragrant and full-blossomed Beside her sits an Iris Dog-eared, brilliant, awesome The church is full of flowers Each different and unique The view is most delightful Though a sight most fail to see If God made each a flower For the world to fix a gaze We would make a fine bouquet As we send up our praise God made each unrivaled In shade, design and sniff Yet I know there are times We treat each other as if. We ’ ve encountered stinkweed The stench, it does offend The color seems too gaudy Or far to dingy in the end But God made each bloom special Selecting color, scent and hue We are his full arrangement Made of him, her, me and you. [by: Glenn A. Hascall Copyright 2003 (cmi @prairieweb.com)-from Glenn A. Hascall] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... can yell far and wide Proclaiming your love for Christ, But what have you given him When for you He gave his life? You can lecture others About the wrong things they do, But before you look at others You need to look at you. You can damn all the sinners Tell them they're headed south, But what have you done lately Besides run your mouth? You can call yourself a Christian Spend all your days at church, But while you are praising His name, Have you been doing the Lord's work? You can boast of good deeds To show us the spirit is within But why show it to us? You should show it to Him! You can memorize the bible Know it from front to back, But you don't use it to regulate others Regulate how you act! Take a good look at yourself Not at what others do, Because when He comes to get his children. Will He be coming for you ...

... My Wonderful Savior What a wonderful, wonderful Savior I have. Each day I praise His precious name. I am forever indebted for His sacrifice. His honor and glory I ’ ll always proclaim. My Savior walks hand in hand with me. When I am in need, I just call His name. He calms my soul when I ’ m in distress. He never changes~He ’ s always the same. He always knows when I ’ m feeling down, and in Him I can always confide. He reaches out and draws me near to Him, for He is ever close by my side. What a wonderful, wonderful Savior I have. I am thankful for God ’ s love and grace. He loved me so much with an undying love, He sent His own Son to die in my place. I look forward to Jesus returning for me. My wonderful Savior, I can ’ t wait to see ...

... me how to face my doubts, And overcome my fears. Our life has been so closely knit And to each other tied, By the bond of a mother's wonderful love That would not be denied. Now you have gone to be with Jesus, The Christ whom we both love. My heart already misses you As you worship up above. But I thank my God for giving us The love that we both share; And for the comfort that you know While praising Him up there. I thank you for the time we spent Together you and I And one day I will come to you In God's heavenly home on high. [by: Joyce Guy (Joy Of Art Shop)-submitted by: Joyce Guy] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... roots of plants reach deep in vain Lips are parched-in need of liquid As, in desperation, we watch for rain Faith clings steadfast to little The roots of hope reach deep once more Hearts are parched-in need of revival As we seek God's face like times before The hope of rain may disappoint The crops may refuse to yield Our faith may go though testing Our heart's a dry and dusty field We CAN grow in the desert We CAN sing songs of praise The God of harvest hasn't left us He chose a different crop to raise Are we willing, fertile soil? Are we ready for the seed? He may leave our hearts unplanted Until we recognize our need And in the end, perhaps we'll say As hope springs forth new trust If blessings seem a long way off" We have faith in the God of dust" For when nourished with Living Water In time there will be no doubt A new crop will thrive with our ...

... " heart, But we must surrender control. Jesus desires we give of ourselves, And minister those in need. It matters not which heart we have, Either heart can plant the seed. The seed of desire to know Him, He, who died that all might live. By putting faith and trust in Him, All sins, He will forgive. When we become a child of God, Eternal life is our reward. Forever in His presence, Giving praises to our Lord. But if we never take the time, To fellowship with our Savior. We, who are the salt of the earth, Will begin to lose our flavor. As His light in this lost and dying world, We must always let it shine through. Lord, give us a" Mary" heart, For that heart stays focused on You. Emily McAdams This poem was written for a Women ’ s Enrichment Ministry at my local church. It ...

... Mary's Arms Mary tenderly cradles her Son, In her arms she caresses Him, holding Him tight. The Newborn King safe and warm feels her heart beat, Soft and gentle next to His through the night. Its echo ’ s a rhythm of praise To the Child who coos At His Mother; No tears does He cry. In His swaddling clothes He peacefully sleeps While She hums and softly Sings lullabies. All the animals join them There by the fireside Its embers are glowing So golden and dim. Safe from harm at Her breast He's at peace in the manger, In the arms of the one That's been chosen for Him. Thoughts of Mother and Son Bring to mind a quaint legend. Of garland we hang each year On our bough, And our trees that we trim Be they pine gold or silver It's the legend behind them That unfolds for us now; Mary's arms wrapped around Her Sweet Baby Jesus, Jesus ' arms wrapped ...

... shorter now and nights can bring a chill. The squirrels are hiding acorns in the woods beside the mill. Mom's making apple cider and filling mason jars. September nights have been so clear you can see a million stars! It's harvest time upon the earth, a time for giving thanks, For these, the living treasures, we never find in banks. God showers us with blessings sometimes great, sometimes small. And for these, the living treasures, we praise Him for them all! [by Clay Harrison-from Lady Millie, via Aiken Drum] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... No matter what the cost. We just don't give up. That choice is for the lost! You see sometimes our joy, Just simply can not be found. And so we pray to our Lord. We can always find Him around! Then we ask for His joy On us to bestow. And before we can think, We feel our heart overflow! Of course our troubles recede, The moment He came. We live through His love, Oh, praise His dear name!-Dot Wilson-[ by Dot Wilson Copyright 2004, (dorothywilson007 @bellsouth.net)-submitted by: Dot Wilson] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... their barren fields, And plant their corn and wheat, While the Lilacs bloom again, That only God can create. Oooh! The joys of springtime! Oooh! The love He so freely shares, With all His thankful children, When we show Him that we care. When I see the beauty, Of Lilacs blooming in the spring, I see behind the dark clouds, And my heart can't help but sing. Let's keep on being thankful, And sing praises from the heart, God knows our every desire, As He prepares another work of art.~Eva May Young~5-16-06 It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry. I am a" Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit. Thanks for reading my poetry-I'd love to hear your comments. ...

... master That's why your little heart beats faster You gladly follow your master's way, eager to please him every day Little black dog, I wish that we could look at life the way you see We'd smile, just knowing God is near His tender voice, we'd strain to hear The simple things would bring us joy-like the laugh of a little girl or boy The thought of seeing Him face-to-face would cause our eager hearts to race And we would always give Him praise for every gift, thru all our days With every ounce of strength, we'd go to follow Him, Who loves us so And when He called us to come home we'd dance for joy around His throne Little black dog, it's plain to see God sent you to teach these things to me~Connie Faust~[ by: Connie Faust, Copyright 2007 (beracah1 @evenlink.com)-submitted by: Connie Faust] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Unlike as night and day. So often we will criticize, The things that others do, Do you know, they do not think, The same as me and you? So God in all his wisdom, Who knows us all by name, He didn't want us to be bored, That's why we're not the same. Addendum-Romans 15: 7 (NIV)" Accept one another, then, just as Christ accepted you, in order to bring praise to God" [Author Unknown-from Daisee] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children arise up, and call her blessed" (Proverbs 31: 26-28) She mends small socks and mends each hurt, And smiles at faces caked with dirt, She answers questions all day through Like," Why did God make Heaven blue ?"" Mommy, come quick! I found a bug !" She oohs and ahs, and gives a hug, Then takes the time to stop and praise Some daring feat meant to amaze. She packs a lunchbox, shiny new, Inserts a note:" I'm glad you're you !" And then puts in some extra stuff In case some kid won't get enough. She watches o'er each little one From break of day till setting sun, And when the clock says time for bed, When bedtime tales and prayers are said. She plants a kiss upon each cheek, And through the night she checks to peek To make sure ...

... My Light At Dawn In the early morning hours Before the break of dawn I spend this time of peace and quiet Just God and me alone. The beauty of His creation The stars and moon still bright Only He, my Lord and Savior Could have painted such a sight. I take this time to pray to Him And praise His glorious name And if by chance I miss this time My day's just not the same. And as I live my daily life He's always in my heart He gives me strength to carry on If my own world falls apart. He helps me when I'm down and weak And despair is all I see He reaches out and draws me back His arms encircle me. The joy and peace that He can give Is just within your grasp Invite Him into your heart today You simply have to ask. So if your life seems empty And your days aren't clear and bright Make some time to spend with Him For ...

... My Mother, to Me No, she wasn't lavish with words of high praise Her views black and white with no room left for grays Self-centered, too sensitive, moody times three And my dearest friend, was my Mother, to me. She wasn't the life of the party, it's true She'd sit on the sidelines and analyze you A gifted perfectionist, definitely, A mentor I prized, was my Mother, to me. Oh, she saw right through me, no sense to pretend A quick judge of character~true, loyal friend A rock I could lean on, an anchor was she A treasure most dear, was my Mother, to me. Now there's something missing that I can't replace It's more than her laughter, her voice or her face For she gave my heart dreams of what I could be, This lady, I loved, was my Mother, to me.-Connie Hinnen Cook-Her children arise ...

... just a prayer away. I lift my voice and He hears me, and, Oh what a glorious day! With my hand in His we go onward, upward to the top of the hill. My trials seem gone forever, thank God, I'm back in His Will! Some day my Savior will call me, and I will go to Heaven above, There forever I'll be with my Jesus, in a place surrounded by love! Then I'll sing His praises, in a land where no tears shall fall. My trials WILL be gone forever, in a land He has made for us all! [by Dot Wilson-{ used with permission}] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...

... Never again to be remembered, For all stain of sin is clean. Your past is covered by His blood, Only His righteousness is seen. You ’ ll no longer be disillusioned. You ’ ll no longer feel trodden down. You ’ ll now be looking to Heaven, For the day you ’ ll get your crown. You will be a new creation. Those around will be amazed. So relate how Jesus changed you, And give Him all the praise. Someone comes across your path, As you live your life each day. Jesus purposely puts them there, So you can point the Way. You then them Jesus loves them. You then tell them Jesus cares. If they don ’ t know Him as Savior, Now His Gospel you can share. You tell them what I shared with you, And how you were born anew. For when you become a child of God, You want others to know Him ...

... the front To take the control But in the end It's harm to my soul. I must be in charge I think I know best" It's my life ," I say. I'm leading the quest. Who knows me better Than I know me Though you look You do not see. There's only one Who truly sees me He knows who I am And who I could be The author and finisher Of my holy faith The love of my life He receives all my praise He truly sees me The intent of my heart He understands all He sees not in part The depth of His love For this wretched mean It boggles my mind So I don't understand Why I insist On running my life When in the end It cuts like a knife When I look upon The wreckage I've wrought It all came to ruin It all came to naught It's come to the point Where All I can say Is move me, dear Lord Move ME out of the way ...

... you have failed the test. You're doomed already, by the Book God's already said it. Take a look! And Satan, you can't have my heart For Jesus lives there; he won't part And just to let you know who's boss Just look at that ol ' rugged cross. For that ol ' cross, you'll find it bare For Jesus is no longer there Death can't keep him in the grave Freedom over death, He gave. I'll have eternity to Praise His Name I'll know I'll never be the same Since Christ has set me free from sin And sent His Holy Spirit to dwell within. So let me share my song with you And tell you what my God can do He'll give you Peace and Joy inside And from your fears, you'll never hide. For all victory is yours, in Jesus ' Name And you will never be the same Let Jesus in and take His hand You'll be on your way to the Promise ...

... Rejoice In The Day The storm clouds have passed The sky is blue, Earth is refreshed And there ’ s a rainbows hue. Arched across the heavens In splendid array Giving the promise Of another glorious day. Another day to laugh, Another day to live, To sing Gods praises For the blessings He gives. Another day He has made To rejoice in His love. Another day closer To our home above. So rejoice in the day Whether gray skies or blue, Rejoice in the love That God has for you.-Lora Cox-[ by: Lora Cox Copyright 2003 (bell @evansville.net)-submitted by: Lora Cox] Inspirational Poems SkyWriting.Net All Rights Reserved. ...