"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.
Inspirational Christian poems,of Chrisitan faith base poetry ~by poet Feon Davis.
Showing posts with label angel poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label angel poem. Show all posts
Thursday, July 31, 2014
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
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.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Fear Not Little Flock
Fear Not Little Flock
Fear not, little flock; for it is your
Father good pleasure to give you the kingdom. Luke 12:32
I am but one out of 10 thousand,
My plight is under his dearest eyes,
I am of that flock that is wondering aimlessly,
And I am lost
Suddenly,
He is there to give me light within my heart and soul,
A light of glory to accompany me along my way,
The glory of his light is big enough to shelter his flock,
A covering to shield the weak, and deprived,
I am of his flock,
I am one that is lost no more.
At times you are feeling lost, deprived or neglected of your feelings, despairing of your life,
Your family without happiness; give it all to Jesus in his name.
He will justify you with his Holy spirit.
He brings forth the prayers into his kingdom.
And blessings in his glory and sends out his miracles, and healing to his followers, his flock.
You meant to be here as he has written in his plan...
You're the mission he has planned.
Ask Jesus, what do I need to do in your name,
And show me, guide me father.
Take me by spirit and lead me on.
As I walk, you're clearing the path I am walking on.
Thank you, Jesus for ... walking with me.
©2010 Feon Davis
Fear not, little flock; for it is your
Father good pleasure to give you the kingdom. Luke 12:32
I am but one out of 10 thousand,
My plight is under his dearest eyes,
I am of that flock that is wondering aimlessly,
And I am lost
Suddenly,
He is there to give me light within my heart and soul,
A light of glory to accompany me along my way,
The glory of his light is big enough to shelter his flock,
A covering to shield the weak, and deprived,
I am of his flock,
I am one that is lost no more.
At times you are feeling lost, deprived or neglected of your feelings, despairing of your life,
Your family without happiness; give it all to Jesus in his name.
He will justify you with his Holy spirit.
He brings forth the prayers into his kingdom.
And blessings in his glory and sends out his miracles, and healing to his followers, his flock.
You meant to be here as he has written in his plan...
You're the mission he has planned.
Ask Jesus, what do I need to do in your name,
And show me, guide me father.
Take me by spirit and lead me on.
As I walk, you're clearing the path I am walking on.
Thank you, Jesus for ... walking with me.
©2010 Feon Davis
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Cleanse Thee
Cleanse Thee
Cleanse my soul and heart Lord,
Cleanse this earth of all evil, and of the anger, hurt and shame,
Cleanse me Lord of this body,
Yet Lord you know my plight,
Take control where I do not Lord,
Cleanse my past, and renew me in your plan,
I am hobble, yet I know you have control,
As you lived the battle before us,
I am praying for your judgment of the in justice,
Cleanse this child's life,
A renewth in her spirit will come, and be by your Holy name.
written by Feon Davis
Cleanse my soul and heart Lord,
Cleanse this earth of all evil, and of the anger, hurt and shame,
Cleanse me Lord of this body,
Yet Lord you know my plight,
Take control where I do not Lord,
Cleanse my past, and renew me in your plan,
I am hobble, yet I know you have control,
As you lived the battle before us,
I am praying for your judgment of the in justice,
Cleanse this child's life,
A renewth in her spirit will come, and be by your Holy name.
written by 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 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.
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