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

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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
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"I Ask God"

"I Ask God"

I ask God?

I ask ... well?

For rest with this weariness,

I ask God to take care of it,

I ask God to break the chains and bonds,

I ask God to touch my brothers,

I ask God to deliver them from Satan's clenches,

I ask God to hobble their heart and spirit,

I ask God in His Holy Spirit grace them,

I ask God unify, seal and armor their spirit in His righteous name.

AMEN.

I written this due to prayer I said for all and for my family.

Your welcome to print this share it or share here.

All that I write is to blessed everyone.

And Brings me gladness and his love speaking to my heart to yours

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.

My Brother Is Jesus

My Brother Is Jesus

He is my right hand,
My brother is Jesus,
When I need an right hand in front,
And behind he is there,
My brother he is free with eagle,
And not the beast of evil,
But the tanned gentle as a lamb,

My brother is Jesus from your open hand of my hand,
I ask my brother Jesus,
And he smiles with reply,
This is my blessing for you plentiful in gracious doves,
And before me is my brother sparrow at flight,
My brother Jesus persisted in the good flight
And in time of rebirth you shine upon us,
My brother I see clearly from out of the storm,
And you will send our answered prayers,
My brother is Jesus,
And I know I am the calmness of spirit within,
A child of your brotherly love Jesus,
Therefore, I am your creation shelter us always at your bosom.

Refuge In Him

Refuge In Him

My refuge in him is before me,

I am in heaven looking among man,

My refuge in him is shelter,and peace,

"He said, "I have a mission for you"

In refuge I am hobbled,

The stream flow as He created,

A refuge in him,

"He commandth, " And it shall be done",

Refuge in him isn't costly,

Nor doubted,

Refuge in him is surrendering unto thee.

Ephesian 6:17

Psalm 18:1

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.

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

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

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

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

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.