Christian Poetry
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Things Don't Just Happen- (They're Planned!) By Esther L. Fields A Marriage Prayer By David Buttram
He Giveth More By Annie Johnson Flint A Little Fellow's Dad By David Buttram
Uncertainty Of Life By Linna L. Lyle Rocking Alone By David Buttram
Waiting By Helen Gleason Happy New Year By David Buttram
Look Unto Jesus By Anna B. Warner Mind and Heart By unknown author
Forgiveness By unknown author Oneness By unknown author
"Why?" By Jack Hyles I Met My Master By unknown author
Don't Stop Yet By Hart Armstrong Help Me, Holy Spirit By Glenda Fulton Davis
One Day At A Time By Howard E. Morseburg Christ All In All by David Buttram
Everyday Is Thanksgiving Day by unknown author Trust Him by unknown author
I Said A Prayer For You Today by David Buttram The Rest Of The Story by L. W. Beckley
Hanging A Wreath At Christmas by Sarah Bess Geibel If I Gained The World by unknown author
The Way Of The Cross by Annie Johnson Flint

Things Don't Just Happen- (They're Planned!)
By Esther L. Fields

"Things don't just happen to us who love God;
They're planned by His own dear hand.
Then moulded and shaped, and timed by His clock.
Things don't just happen; they're planned.

We don't just guess on the issues of life,
We Christians just rest in our Lord.
We are directed by His sovereign will
In the light of His holy word.

We who love Jesus are walking by faith,
Not seeing one step that's ahead,
Not doubting one moment what our lot might be,
But looking to Jesus instead.

We praise our dear Saviour for loving us so,
For planning each care of our life,
Then giving us faith to trust Him for all,
The blessings as well as the strife.

Things don't just happen to us who love God,
To us who have taken our stand.
No matter the lot, the course, or the price,
Things don't just happen; they're planned."

This article quoted from a tract by the
Faith, Prayer, and Tract League

A Marriage Prayer
By David Buttram

"Lord, be in this marriage
In a special way,
May we feel Your presence
Each and every day,

Grant us both good humor
To surpass our coming years;
May there always be much laughter
May there always be less tears.

Give us strength and courage
To follow in your will,
To trust You in the valley
As we do upon the hill.

Give us both the eyes of love
So we'll always see
The goodness in each other,
Secure us, Lord, in Thee.

Give us words of kindness, Lord,
Help us both to live
So our lips are ever quick
In saying, "I forgive."

Give us hearts that beat as one,
Bind us ever near;
May our love grow deeper, Lord,
With each passing year.

Lord, be in this marriage,
Keep our love brand new;
May we love each other, Lord,
The same way that you do."

This article quoted from the
Gospel Tract Society newsletter
(This article avaitable in tract form from Gospel Tract Society.)

He Giveth More
By Annie Johnson Flint

"He giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater,
He sendeth more strength when the labors increase.
To added affliction He addeth His mercy,
To multiplied trials, He multiplied peace.

When we have exhausted our store of endurance,
When our strength is failed ere the day is half done,
When We reach the end of our hoarded resources,
Our Father's full giving has only begun.

His love has no limit, His grace has no measure,
His power no boundary known unto men.
And out of His infinite riches in Jesus,
He giveth, and giveth, and giveth again."

This article quoted from the
Last Days Newsletter, Last Days Ministries, Volume 8, Number 1, 1985, page 27

A Little Fellow's Dad
By David Buttram

"I may never be as clever as my neighbor down the street,
I may never be as wealthy as some other men I meet;
I may never have the glory that some other men have had,
But I've got to be successful as a little fellow's dad.

There are certain dreams I cherish that I'd like to see come true,
There are things I would accomplish 'ere my working time is through;
But the task my heart is set on is to guide a little lad,
And to make myself successful as the little fellow's dad.

It's the one job that I dream of; it's the task I think of most;
If I fail that growing youngster I'd have nothing else to boast;
For though wealth and fame I'd gather, all my future would be sad,
If I failed to be successful as that little fellow's dad.

I may never have earth's glory; I may never gather gold.
Men may count me as a failure when my business life is told;
But if he gives his life to Jesus then I'll be so glad-
For I'll know I've been successful as a little fellow's dad."

This article quoted from the
Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, June 2002, page 16

Uncertainty Of Life
By Linna L. Lyle

"Our life is so uncertain
And oftentimes unkind,
Many times we're burdened
And there's no peace of mind.

We wonder why the shadow
That comes to cloud our way,
And why the strife and turmoil
That hides the light of day.

Our Lord, He knows the answers,
If we seek Him we shall find
The joys of life eternal,
And life that is divine.

In Him we have our being,
In Him we live and move,
Without Him we are nothing,
In Him are all things proved.

So what if we are weary
And stumbling in our step
We have our Rock, Christ Jesus,
He is our heighth and depth.

Come up a little bit higher
And deep in Jesus grow,
His love will be our sunshine,
He will our strength bestow.

We need not fear or tremble,
With Jesus by our side;
He'll lead us on to victory
If in His love we abide."

This article quoted from the
Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, May 2002, pages 2

Rocking Alone
By David Buttram

"I saw an old Mother with silvery hair
Sitting alone in an old rocking chair.
She seemed so neglected by those who should care,
Rocking alone in the old rocking chair.

Her hands were callused and wrinkled and old,
A life of hard work was the story they told.
Bless her old heart, do you think she'd complain?
Though life had been tough, she'd live it again.

And I thought of the angels as I saw her there
Rocking alone in the old rocking chair.
It wouldn't take much to gladden her heart-
A small simple token on somebody's part.

A letter would cheer her empty life there,
Rocking alone in the old rocking chair.
I know that a child in the orphan's home
Would think he was in heaven if she were his own.

He'd never be willing to let her sit there,
Rocking alone in the old rocking chair.
I look at her and think what a shame,
The ones who've forgotten, she loves just the same.

And I think of the angels as I see her
Rocking alone in the old rocking chair."

This article quoted from the
Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, May 2002, page 16
(This poem available in tract form from the Gospel Tract Society)

Waiting
By Helen Gleason

"I'm watching and waiting for Jesus to come,
And oh, what a day that will be!
I want to be worthy so He'll say, "Well done,"
And with Him I'll live for eternity.

A glorious life He has promised to us,
And no matter what we possess here
Tis nothing compared to our mansion above,
And that life without sickness or fear.

So I'm watching and waiting, I don't want to miss
The coming of Jesus my Lord!
He will take me to live in a Land of sweet bliss,
The Home of my final reward."

This article quoted from the
Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, January 2002, page 16

Happy New Year
By David Buttram

"I do not know, I cannot see
what God's kind Hand prepares for me.

Nor can my glance pierce through the haze
which covers all my future ways.

But yet I know that o'er it all
rules He who notes the sparrow's fall.

Farewell, Old Year, with goodness crowned,
a Hand divine hath set my bound.

Welcome the New Year, which shall bring
fresh blessings from my God and King."

This article quoted from the
Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, January 2002, page 9

Look Unto Jesus
By Anna B. Warner

"Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God"
(Hebrews 12:2).

0 eyes that are weary and hearts that are sore,
"Look unto Jesus" and sorrow no more;
The light of His countenance shineth so bright,
That on earth, as in Heaven, there needs be no night.

"Look unto Jesus," and my eyes cannot see
The troubles and dangers that throng around me;
They cannot be blinded with sorrowful tears;
They cannot be shadowed with unbelief fears.

"Look unto Jesus" and my spirit is blest;
In the world I have turmoil- in Him I have rest.
The sea of my life all about me may roar;
When I look unto Jesus I hear it no more.

"Look unto Jesus" and I go not astray;
My eyes are on Him, and He shows me the way.
The path may seem dark, as He leads me along,
But following Jesus, I cannot go wrong.

"Look unto Jesus" and my heart cannot fear,
Its trembling is still when I see Jesus is near:
I know that His power my safeguard will be,
For, "Why are ye troubled?" He saith unto me.

Soon, soon shall I know the full beauty and grace
Of Jesus my Lord, when I stand face to face:
I shall know how His love went before me each day,
And wonder that ever my eyes turned away."

This article quoted from the
Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, January 2002, page 2

Mind and Heart
By unknown author

"And what is as important as knowledge?"
asked the mind-

"Caring, and seeing with the heart,"
answered the soul.

Forgiveness
By unknown author

"Forgiveness is like the violet
Sending forth its pure fragrance

On the heel of the boot
Of the one who crushed it."

Oneness
By unknown author

"Henceforth there will be such
a oneness between us-

that when one weeps
the other will taste salt."

"Why?"
By Jack Hyles

"I have sat beside a tiny crib,
And watched a baby die,
As parents slowly turned toward me,
To ask, "Oh, Pastor, why?"

I have held the youthful husband's head,
And felt death's heave and sign.
A widow looked through tears and said,
"Dear Pastor, tell me why?"

I have seen a gold-star mother weep,
And hold a picture nigh
Her lonely breast, and softly ask,
"Why, Pastor, why, oh, why?"

I have walked away from babyland,
Where stillborn babies lie.
A mother stretches empty arms,
And asks me, "Pastor, why?"

I have heard the white-tipped tapping cane,
Which leads a blinded eye,
And then a darkened, lonely voice
Cries, "Preacher, show me why."

I have caught a fiancee's burning tears,
And heard her lonely cry.
She held an unused wedding gown,
And shouted, "Pastor, why?"

I have heard the cancer patient say,
"Tis gain for me to die;"
Then look into his daughter's face,
And mutely whisper, "Why?"

I have seen a father take his life.
A widow stands nearby;
As little children say, "Dear Mom,
The preacher'll tell us why."

I've seen my mother stand beside
Two tiny graves and cry.
And though she'd never let me know,
I knew she wondered, "Why?"

I've heard an orphan faintly say,
Who gazed into the sky,
"Though Mom and Dad have gone away,
My preacher will know why."

I tiptoed to my Father's throne,
So timid and so shy,
To say, "Dear God, some of Your own
Are wanting to know why."

I heard Him say so tenderly,
"Their eyes I'll gladly dry,
Though they must look through faith today
Tomorrow they'll know why."

"If now they find the reasons that
Their hopes have gone awry,
In heaven, they will miss the joy
hearing Me tell why."

And so I've found it pleases Him
When I can testify,
"I'll trust my God to do what's best,
And wait to find out why."

Quoted from Joel A. Freeman, God Is Not Fair, New Leaf Press, Green Forest, AR, April 1994, pages 157-158.

I Met My Master
by unknown author

"I had walked life's pathway with easy tread,
Had followed where comfort and pleasure led;
And then it chanced, in a quiet place,
I met my Master, face to face.

I had built my castles and built them high,
With towers that pierced the blue of the sky;
I had sworn to rule with an iron mace,
Then I met my Master, face to face.

I met Him and knew Him and blushed to see
That His eyes, full of sorrow, were fixed on me,
And I faltered and fell at His feet that day,
While my castles melted and vanished away.

Melted and vanished, but in their place
I saw naught else but my Master's face.
And I cried aloud, "0, make me meet
To follow the marks of Thy nail-scarred feet."

My thoughts are now for the SOULS OF MEN,
I've lost my life to find it again.
Ever since, alone in that holy place,
I met my Master, face to face."

Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, June 2007, page 15

Don't Stop Yet
By Hart Armstrong

"Don't stop yet, my Brother, my Sister,
Your work for the Lord is not done;
There're enemies yet to be conquered,
Before the last victory is won.

The struggle is raging around us,
Some brother is calling to you;
Your prayer of compassion is needed,
There's plenty of work yet to do.

Each day as you travel earth's pathway,
Your life is a lesson to all;
They watch how you walk with the Savior,
Obeying His Word and His Call.

The Lord has to you a task given,
A job which none other can do;
So bend down to lift up the burden,
The workers are always too few.

With patience and skill you must labor,
If you would a masterpiece make;
Each day you must toil to perfect it,
No matter how long it may take.

The time of the end is approaching,
The last task on earth will be done;
What joy when we rise up to meet Him!
We'll know that the victory is won.

"Well done!" will Christ say to the faithful,
"Reward will be given to you!
The joy of your Lord is awaiting,
The life which forever is new!"

Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, January 1992, page 2

Help Me, Holy Spirit
By Glenda Fulton Davis

"I want to talk like Jesus, words of truth my mouth to speak.
I want to walk like Jesus, circumspect with holy feet.

I want to see like Jesus, through the man into the heart.
I want to be like Jesus, Spirit-filled and set apart.

I want to live like Jesus, faithful to my God above.
I want to give like Jesus, not of duty, but of love.

I want to pray like Jesus, "Father, not my will but thine."
I want to stay like Jesus, in God's presence all the time.

I want to dare like Jesus, speaking out on wrong and sin.
I want to care like Jesus, seeking souls to win for Him.

I want to preach like Jesus, seeing captive souls set free.
I want to teach of Jesus, of the blood He shed for me.

0 help me, Holy Spirit, live the way I want to live.
0 help me, Holy Spirit, learn the meaning of forgive.

Lift me up to things above, that through me all may see
Christ and His redeeming love exemplified in me."

Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, June 2007, page 2
1977 Glenda Fulton Davis

One Day At A Time
by Howard E. Morseburg

"Friend, let's spend an hour together tonight,
It's time you can surely afford.
It may be the moment when you see the light,
And decide to accept the Lord.

What ever your troubles or your daily strife,
We'll be there to lend you a hand.
For this is an hour that can change your life,
'Cause your problems. . .we understand.

Why waste the time you still have here on earth,
When there's much that needs to be done?
From this day on, you can enjoy a rebirth,
And know your first fight has been won.

Kneel down in prayer and you've only to ask,
The spirit within feels sublime.
Reclaiming your life won't be an easy task,
But you can- one day at a time.

You've goodness and talent hidden inside
That's buried for reasons unknown,
But from God, my friend, you simply can't hide,
From now on you won't be alone.

Rise up and cast off those clothes of despair,
His promise to you He'll fulfill.
It takes no more effort than a simple prayer,
A new life awaits, if you will.

Great legions of us have now taken that course,
You'll find us all over the land,
There's power and strength, a spiritual resource,
From people who do understand.

Count on us and the Lord, from now on, my friend,
Take your steps. . .one day at a time.
We'll travel life's pathway with you to the end;
We'll do it one day at a time!"

This poem quoted from the web. Web address is
http://home.capecod.net/~action-12steps/pages/recovery/links.html#anchor137021

Christ All In All
by David Buttram

"Christ for sickness, Christ for health,
Christ for poverty, Christ for wealth,

Christ for joy, Christ for sorrow
Christ today, and Christ tomorrow,

Christ my life, Christ my light,
Christ for morning, noon, and night,

Christ when all around gives way,
Christ my everlasting stay,

Christ my rest and Christ my food,
Christ above my highest good,

Christ my well beloved, my friend,
Christ my pleasure, without end,

Christ my Saviour, Christ my Lord,
Christ my portion, Christ my God,

Christ my good shepherd, I His sheep,
Christ Himself my soul doth keep,

Christ my leader, Christ my peace,
Christ hath given my soul release,

Christ my righteousness divine,
Christ for me, for He is mine!

Christ my wisdom, Christ my meat,
Christ restores my wandering feet,

Christ my advocate and priest,
Christ who ne'er forgets the least,

Christ my teacher, Christ my guide,
Christ my rock, in Christ I hide,

Christ the everlasting bread,
Christ His precious blood has shed,

Christ has brought me nigh to God,
Christ the everlasting Word,

Christ my master, Christ my head,
Christ who for my sins hath bled,

Christ my glory, Christ my crown,
Christ the plant of great renown,

Christ my comforter on high,
Christ my hope is ever nigh,

Christ is coming in the air,
Christ - Come quickly is my prayer!"

Quoted from The Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, September-October 1986, page 2.
(This Article available in tract form from them)

Everyday Is Thanksgiving Day
by Unknown Author

"Thanksgiving is not limited
To just one day a year,
For we should offer daily thanks
For all that we hold dear.

For food upon my table, Lord,
For clothes that I may wear;
For shelter of my little home,
For all the comforts there;

For health to do my daily tasks,
For eyes that I may see,
For ears to hear the songs of joy,
Dear Lord, I now thank Thee.

I could not all my blessings count,
I have so vast a store;
Each day I am more thankful, Lord,
Than e'er I was before,

For Christ, my loving Savior dear;
Throughout eternity
My grateful heart shall sing His praise,
And offer thanks to Thee.

Thanksgiving Day is every day.
Remind us, Lord, for we
So soon forget to praise Thy name
For blessings sent from Thee."

Quoted from The Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, November 2000, page 2.

Trust Him
by unknown author

"Trust Him when doubts assail thee,
Trust Him when thy strength is small,
Trust Him when to simply trust Him
Seems the hardest thing of all.

Trust Him, He is ever faithful.
Trust Him, His dear will is best.
Trust Him, for thy Father's heart
Is thy surest place for rest.

Trust Him in storm or sunshine,
All thy cares upon Him cast,
'Til this term of life is over,
And thy trusting days are past."

Quoted from The Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, November 2000, page 16.

I Said A Prayer For You Today
by David Buttram

"I said a prayer for you today
And know God must have heard-
I felt the answer in my heart
Although He spoke no word!

I didn't ask for wealth or fame
(I knew you wouldn't mind)-
I asked Him to send treasures
Of a far more lasting kind!

I asked that He'd be near you
At the start of each new day
To grant you health and blessings
And friends to share your way!

I asked for happiness for you
In all things great and small-
But it was for His loving care
I prayed for most of all!"

Quoted from The Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, September-October 1986, page 16.
This poem available in tract form from them

The Rest Of The Story
by L. W. Beckley

"We are wont to sing of shepherds,
And the heavenly glory bright,
Of the angels and their message,
On that peaceful, holy night;

Of the virgin mother Mary,
And the Babe, so meek and mild,
Of the worship of the wise men,
When they found the heavenly Child.

But so oft we end the story,
When 'tis only just begun,
For we fail to give the message
That this Child is God the Son;

God, come down from Heaven's glory,
To this world of sin and strife,
Here to pray and toil and suffer,
Here to live the perfect life.

Here to give Himself a ransom,
Crucified on Calvary's tree.
Through His Blood providing pardon,
Perfect cleansing, full and free,

And the tomb, thank God, is empty,
Jesus sits at God's right hand-
Now a loving, mighty Savior;
Spread the news to every land!

Oh! I love the Christmas story,
When the news is told complete;
For 'twas thus the Spirit brought me
Prostrate at the Savior's feet.

And when He shall come in glory,
Take me to Himself, I know
I shall still repeat the story,
That I learned so long ago."

Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, December 2001, page 2

Hanging A Wreath At Christmas
by Sarah Bess Geibel

"Since I have come to know God's love,
I'll think a little more
When hanging up the festive wreath
Of holly on my door.

I see in it a crown of thorns
Placed on my Savior's brow,
That I might have the gift of life;
What meaning it has now!

The thorns are there - so needle sharp;
The berries, too, are red,
Not unlike the precious Blood
That on the Cross was shed.

I'll hang with prayer this holly wreath
For all the world to see;
Perchance the lonely passerby
Will feel God's love through me."

Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, December 2001, page 16

If I Gained The World
by unknown author

"If I gained the world, but lost my Savior,
Would my life be worth living for a day?
Could my yearning heart find rest and comfort
In the things that soon must pass away?

If I gained the world, but lost my Savior,
Would my gain be worth the life-long strife?
Is any earthly pleasure worth comparing
To a moment of a Christ-filled life?

Had I wealth and love in fullest measure,
And a name revered both far and near,
Yet no hope beyond, no harbor waiting,
Where my storm-tossed vessel I could steer;

If I gained the world, but lost my Savior,
Who endured the Cross and died for me,
Could then all the world afford a refuge,
Whither, in my anguish, I might flee?

Oh, what emptiness! - without the Savior
Mid the sins and sorrows here below!
And eternity, how dark without Him!
Only night and tears and endless woe!

What, tho' I might live without my Savior,
When I come to die, how would it be?
Oh, to face the valley's gloom without Him!
And without Him all eternity!

Oh, the joy of having all of Jesus!
What a balm the broken heart to heal!
Ne'er a sin so great but He'll forgive it,
Nor a sorrow He does not feel.

If I have but Jesus, only Jesus,
Nothing else in all the world beside -
Oh, then everything is mine in Jesus;
For my needs and more He will provide."

"For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul? Or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul?"
(Mark 8:36-37).

Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, April/May 2003, page 2

The Way Of The Cross
by Annie Johnson Flint

"Some of us stay at the Cross,
some of us wait at the tomb,
Quickened and raised with Christ,
yet lingering still in the gloom.

Some of us 'bide at the Passover feast
with Pentecost all unknown,
The triumphs of grace in the Heavenly Place
that our Lord has made His own.

If the Christ who died had stopped at the Cross,
His work had been incomplete.
If the Christ who was buried had stayed in the tomb,
He had only known defeat;

But the way of the Cross never stops at the Cross,
and the way of the tomb leads on
To victorious grace in the Heavenly Place
where the risen Lord has gone."

Quoted from the Gospel Tract Harvester Newsletter, April/May 2003, page 16


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