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.

I AM FREE

 I Am Free

 

God grant me freedom,

He free me from misery,

He free me, my friend,

He I praise,

For he free me.

I BELIEVE

I BELIEVE

I believe within my heart

I believe he died for us

I believe in his mercy

I believe he intend us to survive

I believe he is my sunlight

I believe he is my pillar

I believe cause he believes in me

I believe like the seasons

I believe

I believe he loves you and me

I believe and I love him.

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.

A Blessed Child

A Blessed Child 
 

Those little hands and finger, and tiny toes,

I Thank God for blessing me with a child,

A blessed child that runs, walk and is healthy as He,

I Thank God for blessing me with a loving child,

So gentle his heart and soul, a new

His eyes fill of your grace, and Holy Spirit,

When I see Him,

His arms, and legs grow with every hug, and kiss and prayer,

I Thank Father God for giving me a blessed child,

She shines like the beauty of a pink rose fill of serenity,

She walks toward me with pure innocence, and love of your strength,

She runs into my arms, and I just can't let go of sheltering her from the storm,

I Thank God for blessing me with a blessed Child in his name.

Baring Gift

    

 Baring Gift

I am taken back my heart,

I am taken my soul,

I am taken my soul,

I am taken my flesh,

No more abuse,

No more false love,

No more I am used goods,

I am in his image,

I am of his image,

I am a virtuous woman,

I am to be appreciate, loved, woman of beauty,

I am free in his image,

I belong to myself,

I belong as a virtuous woman.

Proverbs 31:10-41

Bookmarks with this poem
CLICK TO BUY

JESUS IS MY MEDICINE

 

Jesus Is My Medicine

Jesus is my medicine,

When, I am at rest in his arms.

And the sea is moving with every wave crashing upon the shore.

Jesus is my medicine,

Where I am grounded, and planted within his soil of solitude.

Jesus is my medicine,

How you wonder that is on a day of praising,

A day of rejoicing of his restless blessings.

Jesus is my medicine,

How you ask, is the replied, " The antidote is,
"I am in his image".

© written by Feon Davis
 All Rights Reversed.