Biblical poetry
Poems
Short scripture-shaped verse — a poem for the day, written to help you see God's word in ordinary moments.
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Divine Presence
Be strong and be brave. Don’t shiver or shake. Don’t run from the thunder or fear what’s at stake. For God is right with you, as close as your skin. He’s not on the outside. He’s working within. You don’t have to tremble. You don’t have to flee, No matter how mighty the trouble may
No Shame
No matter how near or how far we may roam, Having riches or nothing, with crowds or alone, No matter the scars or any fears we have fed— We can walk on in peace, not fearing what’s ahead. Shame is defeated when God’s Spirit comes near, And his whispers of love take away our fears.
Delightful Fruit
When you plant what is right in the soil of your soul, You’ll grow something lovely, completely whole. Not oranges, apples, or cherries on trees— But peace that’s whispering like a soft summer breeze. It’s not in a box or a jar on the shelf. It’s not something bought or built by yourself. God’s peac
God Said No but Gave Me Grace
I asked for a fix, a quick little cure, A way to feel better, a heart that felt sure. I pleaded and prayed, “Please take this away.” But God with a smile had something more to say: “My grace is sufficient. You don’t need it to leave. In weakness, I strengthen all those who believe.
The Way to Go
When you’re stuck at crossroads and don’t know what to do, When left looks too loopy and right looks askew, When the map is smudged and your compass is broken, You’re wondering which path you should be takin’. Just hush for a moment. Be still and don’t fear. There’s a voice, soft and steady, that
Not Guilty
I once was a rule-breaker, trapped by God’s Law, No hope anywhere, for fear was all I saw. The verdict was certain: “You’re guilty,” it said, The gavel came crashing. I hung down my head. But wait. What is this? A man on a tree? He’s hanging up there, a sacrifice for me. He took
The Peace that He Gives
I once was quite jittery, flustered, and scared, With troubles and worries that no one else shared. The world tried to help with its hustle and spin, But peace from the world never settled within. Then Jesus stepped in with a whisper so kind, “I give you a peace of a heavenly kind. It’s not
Faithfull Indeed
When troubles come tapping and knock on your door, And fear starts to whisper, “You can’t take much more,” Don’t wiggle or worry, don’t fret or take flight. God is your shield in the darkest of night. He’s faithful, unshaken, forever the same. He strengthens your heart when you call on his name. Whe
Looking Up
I lift my eyes to the hills up so high, Across meadows to mountains and the blue sky. I can ask, “Oh where does my help come from?” From the Lord, my Creator, so great and so strong. He fashioned the land and oceans and trees. He whispers to rivers and dances with the breeze.
No Worries
Oh worry, oh worry, oh worry of mind, You swirl and you twirl and you’re never kind. You sneak into my thoughts with sly little grin. But I’ve got a secret, for God says he wants in. He’s watching. He’s caring—as close as a prayer. He knows every burden, each deep-down despair. So why should
Never Fear
Fear not, little flock—not a smidge of regret. Your Shepherd is close so there’s no need to fret. He cares for you so and knows what you need, He waters your hope and plants every seed. Don’t wonder and worry whether you’ll have enough When the weather gets windy and life becomes tough. For the
Near to God
Draw near, my child. Don’t stand afar. God’s not hiding where the shadows are. Take one small step. No … take two, And he’ll take ten big steps toward you. Your hands? Oh, my! They do need a scrub. They’ve become so dirty from the trouble tub. Go wash them clean—no speck, no spot— For