Baptism Poems | Examples of Baptism Poetry

Life is the reflection of the road; we will get to follow— And that will always be more than what meets the eye Or Seeing Eye to eye, with the eye of the very storm— It ‘ll make the natural things, to no longer be the norm And who am I, or you, to ask the same, old, question— Others—may...

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Oh abundant child without a care or whim, Am I broken and beaten because of my sin, Am I lonely and sickly because of mistakes, Is your refusal to help me because I'm a fake, If you close your heart to me this is no lie, I will trust in God and sleep in the sky, And you Mrs. Perfect what...

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It's not what goes in that makes us unclean. In our heart already there's an evil thing. Generating negative thoughts, all kinds. Causing us to do bad things some of the time. We wonder why some people can be so cold. It's because we're born with a corrupted soul. A cruel infection that exist within. No one is immune, it's name is...

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Church Foundation Building Pastor Preaching Congregation Spiritual truth Biblical Scriptures Teachings Sunday School Worship Baptism Praying Faith Special Programs Choir in Gospel Songs Spreading Spiritual Good News Witnessing for God’s Kingdom Devotion AMEN ...

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Sudden sound of rushing water A mighty roaring wind Carrying a flame of fire It settled upon me, flowing over me As a baptism in silent seas A moment of stillness lasting a lifetime Filing me with the heady warmth of fine wine An overwhelming feeling of love and peace Boiled over from my eyes, dripping salty tears Then I knew The earnest search The...

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Oh divine creator, this is my prayer to you- Let the birds fly freely in the sky, And nobody to stop them and to ask them why, Let the eggs in their nests get their warmth, And none or nothing to eat or destroy them when they are away, henceforth. Let the plants bloom and bring spring, And colorful butterflies fly...

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Brutish Trump, Meek Musk? Trump comes across as a brute and scares people off the middle usually nice middle-class people who do not what it is like working on a building site or spending years at sea with men appear ruffian but mostly, is a braggadocio and as such nothing to be alarmed over in Trump’s...

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I drop bars, that break bars, and start fights in dive bars “Emotio est pons, amor est finis.” I am the spark between the medulla oblongata and the thalamus. The protector of vertebrae, And the processor behind what I say Society runs from you, and calls you borderline But there is a marriage between the two It’s called, I’m effing fine The...

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Blessed is what people call her even her children Is the way her loved was spread around to those less loved by others Lifting up each person God Almighty created for His purpose in prayer ???? Loving them no matter how they chose to live their life I experienced that love of a mother and saw her...

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From the trenches of the dark underground into the sewers of the slumworld, a place terrified with the pain of fear, gripped from their minds unto their souls, they are afraid of the outside world, afraid that death could be their bane at least there was a sorcerer to tell Merlin what Arthur's bane would...

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The forgotten We forgot to buy a loaf today, but there is an apple tart in the fridge for breakfast tomorrow we will feast on cake and think of the daft woman in France, whose name I have forgotten Putin was offered a 30-day break from warring, and he gracefully thanked Trump for his interest...

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Water rushing downstream. You run like the river. Ceaseless....

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That tepid tea, civility, Is not the drink for such as me! Thou cusp, thou nib, thou pricket, prickle, tang and tine! Thy wit lacks width to grasp my line! ...

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Some shall never see the truth, I've been this way since youth, The mask I wear is layers upon layers of paint, So many that facial features appear faint, Unable to see due to this dark veil, Just praying that my feet will not fail, This prison created by my misguided will, A deep maze walked...

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I once had a beautiful life or so I thought, a beautiful, perfect lady or so I imagined, for me she was my world, for her it was my wealth or nothing, how contrasting these two weighing scales were. I was a well established banker who had everything going on well for him, I...

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