Showing posts with label prayer poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label prayer poem. Show all posts

Thursday, July 31, 2014

What Jesus Says

"What Jesus Says"
 written by Feon Davis

You are my servant,
There is no queers from the start,
My answer is find,
You are my child,
I am yours, I said,
You are my servant,
Therefore, you sat with me,
I am His,
What Jesus Says,
I am his,
I am taken by His Spirit,
What Jesus Says,
My spirit shouts with voice now,
I am relieved,
By What Jesus Says.
 
 
 

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

NEW POEM "LIKE A BABY CRADLED IN HIS ARMS"



Like A Baby Cradled In His Arms

Like a baby cradled I surrender,  
Like a baby cradled with a broken heart,
Like a baby cradled take my spirit and heal it
Like a baby cradled,
Your glory like the warmth of love, 
 Like a baby cradled comfort me,
Like a baby within his mother’s arms, 
Shield me and protect me from harm,
Like a baby cradled after being born,
I am a blessing on this earth you brought forth.

written by Feon L Davis All right Reserved.

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

No Waivering of His love





His love is non waivering
His love is constant
His love pure
His love is non waivering
His whispers is pertaining
His glory ministering
His love is non waivering
His praise is profound
His joy is over flowing
His  love is non waivering
His word is teaching
His holy spirit fulfilling
His love is non waivering
His  judgement is justiced
His image lives within us
His plan is not done.

written by Feon L Davis
 All right reversed.

Monday, January 03, 2011

Palm Of His Hands


Palm of His Hands

He has our hearts,
and yes our souls'
We are his blessings,
no matter when the anchor is thrown,
I kneel to pray,
And his plan extends to my soul,
Now I am reborn,
I need not crawl anymore,
There's no doubt God always had mein the Palm of his hands,
If ever I call,
His love will be deliverance in hand.


This poem is published In the issue of Divine Magazine.
Available within "By The Hands of God" Christian poem collection of my book

TALK TO GOD


Talk To God

I talk to god today,
I talk to god about...
Well, I talk to God about my day,
I talked to God about my health,
I told him about my emotions ,
How I love talking to God,
Do you talk to God too?
I Talk to God yesterday,
I talk to him when, I am ashamed,
I talk to God about my goals,
I talk to God as I pray,
When I talk to god I am in such peace,
Talking to god reblemishes my spirit,
Like a prayer poem from my heart,
I talk to god,
Yes indeed, talking god is my life,
I talk to god when nothing is fulfilling,
"I praise God" when I talk to God,
I hope you talk to God Today.




Thursday, June 03, 2010

I Am Surviving

This photo was taken by me using digital camera only 8pixel at that. Then I use Adobe photoshop to incorprate my scripture.



This life as Christian woman of God growing up.
I wanted to share with everyone my disability. I am born with learning disability. And along with that I had some trauma events that took place, since the age 5-adult age. In addition, I have anxiety, depression, stress, phobias, social anxiety, and pigment problems and was pushed down some stairs, suffered a concusion as a child.

I have posted a poem that I written after my mother had told me happen to me before I was born. Apparently, back in that day they wouldn't let the husband come in for the delivery. But she was getting some sleep before delivering me. And lady comes in and tries to murder her in her sleep with a pillow. She struggled, until she calls on Jesus to give her strength. And that's when, all the force with her spirit pushes back. At this time my mom, was trying to catch her breath. When the doctor and nurse come in, and ask this lady who she was. And she wouldn't answer and they had report her, but couldn't find her. Despite it she had rough time, delivering me. I was depriving of oxygen far to long. They didn't think I would live. And my mother was so tired and vomiting. But by the grace of God she and I were ok. Praise his Name!! Since she told me this, I know the God had reason for me to be here even more than ever. From this, I prayed, and God use me. Then soon enough I written this poem I like share.




"I Am Surviving"


I survived from being born murder, before my birth,
And He spares me,
I survived molestation,


And he comfort my spirit
I survived rape,
And he strengthens me.
I survived verbal abuse by mankind,
And he was my voice.


I survived physical pain,
And he healed me from the inside out.
I am surviving despite my learning disability,
And he reminds me, I am in his image.
I am surviving with stress and depression,
And in his arms, I am at peace.
I am surviving this environment,
And he held me near his bosom.
I survived the disadvantages,
And he meant for me to be a TESTIMONY.


©2010-2011 Feon Davis
This is my true life experience Miss Davis has been through. And she prays, this only make one not grant what God has given them and be more compassionate toward others with difficults in learning, understand mentally.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

God And Christ

 
 
God And Christ


God of Mercy
God of Abraham
God of Moses
God of Man
Christ looking down upon a man
Christ sees the horrible senseless heartache
Christ also see his children sharing, loving, hugs
Christ son of God
Christ knows the reason
Christ has not abort such blessing
Christ leads my life
God of given and forgiveness
God of Joy and respect
God of Rejoice.

©2010-2011 Feon Davis

Friday, March 12, 2010

Father










FATHER

Father Your always there
Even when we are sinken within,
yet from your strength there is faith and from this we trust you
No matter the day I kneel to pray for my soul
Your Holy Spirit was there
In your word
I have comfort, joy and rest
As a child gathering among others hand in hand to pray there will always be harmony unite
and uttered words is transin about us and above us, because you walked the footprints of mankind
we bare our soul, and we feel your arms extended wide to our spirits' embracing ours,
and this is the end of the comparison it's just only you Father.

written by Feon Davis

Friday, February 26, 2010

My Feathers


 
 
My Feathers
written by Feon Davis

 

Precious feathers I love,
Precious yet so soft and angelic,
You cover me so elegantically, with warmth,
Precious feathers that carries me to the blue sky,
Precious feathers free me to fly,
Like a angel these are precious feathers,
My precious feathers shed as I fly high,
Precious feathers expand graciously, as if a shelter from the rain.