Best Jeremiah Poems

An empty room was the scenery to his death
Not a single living soul was present to witness the events that took place
A sliding door covered with a mirror spoke back to him with his own reflection words spoken and breath
A change he saw in the...

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There are so many people around this world
rage and malice fills many a heart
which results in fights and battles galore
but the question is where did it all start?

Ever since the world began so long ago
mankind fell into sin causing all to sin
in the garden, iniquity...

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Poem based upon the bible verse:
“I chose you before I formed you in the womb;
I set you apart before you were born”
-Jeremiah 1:5

My Savior knew every difficulty I would face in my life
and He...

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Jeremiah Clay

1831 – 1897


To my friends in the faith:
In life, I often observed the ants.
Great profound lessons can be learned
Within the microcosm
Of their silent movements 
And relentless deliberations.
I have seen the sanguinary Argentines
Invade the nests of the weaker ones
Have watched them trespass and kidnap and...

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So many emergency numbers to call
covering every situation under the sun
at the end of the telephone line
human helps there making one run

But these humans can't do it all
the spiritual is beyond their reach
only the supreme spiritual can do
that leaves mankind in total breach

This is where...

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Apothegms baroque balcony of marvels....

Fauvisms fallacious face of fate, this faith has somehow now become

But a hiero glyphic stumbling block for many, so it seems to be 

A prop upon the stages of these casting calls; their destiny?

Peering beyond this archaically fashioned premordial symposiums veil

Rogues...

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He rode in to Santa Fe one summer day on a broken-down, sweaty nag.
All he owned was the clothes on his back and the Bible in his saddle bag.
He wore a suit of black, an old slouch hat, both so dusty and frayed.
He was an...

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My opponent’s huge but his brain is small
I’ll bust his chin and watch him fall.
He’ll greet the mat and moan and groan
As I stand in victory, he’ll lie alone.

Boxing is a game of sport
Loved by all both tall and short.
Cheers and shouts shall fill the...

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As I awoke to a brand-new day
I asked Him to direct my path
To protect and guide, lest I should fall
And keep me free, from grief and wrath

In haste, I departed on an errand
Forgot -  if I, had locked the door
Returned and found that all...

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The King hosted a feast, 
   as it was his custom, 
to once a year, feed the least
   blessed in his kingdom.
So the ragged came in flocks
   and in the courtyard gathered, 
hushed in anticipation
   of, finally,...

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We Christians sing and speak often of 'The Days of Eligah'.
We say and proclaim that we are presently living in "The
Days of Eligah'.  Is it because we long for miracles?  Is it
Because we anticipate gushing rains of revival?  Is it
Because the evils...

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A wee little one comes knocking at my door
another child I've not seen before.
dark ,curly ,soft and shiny  hair 
I stroke 
as I look upon him and hold him close
a  promise of a smile concealed  behind innocent eyes.

Another tiny creature..a gift to...

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The great old hymn of a past age
'have thine own way Lord' has said
surrendering to God's will in one's life
God's the potter, we're the clay to be as dead

In God's will seek God's approval
resign oneself for a mould and make
learn to be waiting on the...

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This world is full of hopelessness
darkness enraptures it all around
hatred and evil evident to all
sad hearts burdened by sin abound
 
But there’s hope in midst of darkness
they’re a few who still believe
who look with their eyes upward
to their maker they continually cleave
 
God is their...

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A worm in the wombs of creativity
Lady Poet "silenced" in a Writers' Community
Jeremiah warned our "wicked" hearts defy good intention 
Why point to CHRISTmas? The investment at Crucifixion?

NOTE: One writer wrote, "The heart is the mother of all abominations." Thomas BOSTON. Yes, he was a...

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