Best Good Friday Poems

Good Friday

Nailed to the cross
you all say it was a good Friday
It was not for me
my blood mocked by soldiers
nor was it good for you
you haven't learned
in ten thousand seasons
there is no Lord
only things you do not know
you claim glory
a bankrupt human emotion
I told you...

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GOOD FRIDAY

We all call it Good Friday
It was really good for the sinner
Death won round one
But on Sunday, we crown the winner


	Kyle Giddens
	Pastor, Olivet Baptist Church
	Dublin, Georgia
	(Used by permission)...

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on good friday
Our Saviour died
so with God we can be reconsiled
he died to take our burden and pain
he came to set thr captives free
he died for freedom for you
and for me
we are free from condemnation
we are free from strife
because Jesus died to give us new...

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Friday, three days prior;
The Son was scourged and bleeding.
Sunday, when He rose again-
A spotless Lamb proceeded.

Friday, three days prior;
The Son had cried: “forsaken?”
Sunday, when He rose again-
The keys of hell were taken.

Friday, three days prior;
The Son of God was dead.
Sunday, when He rose again-
Trembling demons...

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For those who observe Good Friday, may God fill your heart 
with the hope of the resurrection

The crowd is mixed -
some on their knees,
some raise their fists,
some sob their pleas.

Who is this man
whose flesh is torn...
what was his crime
to cause such scorn?

Why do sharp thorns
torment...

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On that fateful day He went away,
His disciples hid, full of fear and dismay.
His family gazed through tear filled eyes,
At the man non believers had despised.

The veil rent in two, which man could not do,
The sun was eclipsed when His time was due,
The guard at...

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jesus died and jerusalem went black
the wind howled and the sky thundered loudly
people ran in fear as the earth moaned
but the beloved stayed
jesus was buried in the early evening

those who believed in him carried his limp body
and the mary's and others followed weeping
they washed and...

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LXXVIII 
Why hides the sun his face as in defeat?
The day is done and this ninth hour had come
As sorrows flood with tears that grace his feet
That faints the eye of such a tempest calm

Then stillness breaks the hanging Victor shouts
Man’s worst is done yet...

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It is Good Friday
Remember, remember
When, for Jesus, everything was nasty and sour
When things were very bad for Jesus
Yet, we don’t say: bad Friday
Afterwards, so everything could be good for us
Jesus was slapped
Jesus was kidnapped
Jesus was humiliated
Jesus was insulted
Jesus was beaten, kicked and hit
From head to...

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''Better Days"

Better days indeed!
Its been long since a smile appeared 
upon my grumpy face.
The rain refused to fall,
It  was now a dry heart like erosion to soil
of sadness and no hope...

We laughed with misery within
no sense of belonging, no sense of reality
a paranormal kaleidoscope.
imagination...

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Man on a Hill

Man on a hill,
Bruised and broken,
Watches as the dice roll
For his seamless robe;
Stripped of his clothing;
No words are spoken
By the man on a hill.

Man on the hill,
Crushed by a crown of thorns,
Cries into the sky
Of the sunless day;
Forgiveness on his lips
Mercy adorns...

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Who killed Christ the Lord?
It was not me said Herod, I did not spill his blood.
I tried to kill him once it’s true
but he was a baby then and was not slew

Who killed Christ the Lord?
Nay, not I said Caiaphas, it was not one of...

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‘MY DAD’

It was on 'Good Friday'1973,

The doctor delivered his verdict, he said 'he has the big c',

He stood there expressionless, not a flicker crossed his face,

So cold, so hard, barely part of the human race,

He never said 'I'm sorry' he didn't say a thing,

He just...

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Give God all the credit and all of the praise
For all that He's done for you during your hectic days
And if you're a witness to His miraculous deeds you need to shout out
So that your praise and worship of Him is never in doubt
No matter...

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SNOWFALL
I love the fall’s snow white
Fancy some flakes in my dwellings
Flung the door open wide
Run to pick them with my siblings

The Good Friday is best
To wait and watch the hailstones fall
Some years is all a waste
Some lucky years, we get it all

Santa rules my place...

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