Centurion Poems - Poems about Centurion

The centurion, like kings and knights, possessed all powers. He felt, as though, in front of Jesus, his might was mere mist. Doesn't this mist, though tentative, add to timely showers? He wanted Jesus to cure his steward....Read the rest...

Dear Mary I arose from bed this morning with you in mind. While awake and still in bed, I reminisced the years we shared and the JOY you brought to so many lives. You were always delightful and 'pure...Read the rest...

Friends, Romans, Countrymen, gathered in awe to watch The Master and his name exhort, and at the crease blazoned a century score by the Lion slayer in fierce onslaught. Cut,...Read the rest...

Centurio Romanus sum, et nolite flere non commovebitur. I am a Roman Centurion.I do not weep or tremble. But I have wept some bitter tears before this end of week. Yes, I have wept some bitter tears hot rolling...Read the rest...

Proudly he stands, the centurion of stone, alone in his battleground where winds drape their coolness against his sun-baked smile unbreaking as he defies the forces opposing his decades of being, dauntless in his pose, he holds his thrusting sword towards a ghostly foe....Read the rest...

As the head Centurion was supervising his men Occasionally he'd look upon Jesus now and then And as he was instructing his men as to what to do It was closer to this Man Jesus that this centurion...Read the rest...

He hated his posting here; Rome had sent him here as punishment; He was sure of that; These people were a stubborn lot; He hated them most of all; Then he met the prisoner. He was supposed to be some...Read the rest...