God Poem: My Sins, My Lessons

Here is another poem just thanking God for his gracious work in sparing me (if He has in His divine will!)

God Poem 56: MY SINS -- MY LESSONS

God I know that I have sinned,

But that sin stops right now,

For I've read the Bible; had the verse pinned,

That I shall not be wretched in my way of the town.

I am fearfully and wonderfully made,

In the image of you, my Lord.

Please let me repent to you,

For I know my sins, Lord.

I know that I have been given into temptation,

I know it has nearly gotten me into trouble,

That is why today Lord, I am giving to you

The work and the tireless diamonds in the rubble,

That I will finish the works up ahead with no adieu.

I will, from now on do the work 

That you have called forth,

With no transgressions anymore,

I understand that in order for me to reap blessings

In order to gather a grand harvest,

I will abstain from sin and sow new seeds of greatness,

And grace to give to you and your nest.

Dear Lord, I hope it is not too late,

I hope you have not given me over to a depraved mind,

I can prove it to you,

That I can change,

To be better than the average dew.

Dear Lord, I have thought about my past,

Dear Lord, I am sorry,

I am praying that your judgement 

Comes in my favor

I pray that my drop

Other people may divorce,

But God I stand by my woman for life,

And Lord, I will never remarry,

I am bound to her for life.

I will not sin and commit adultery,

I will be faithful for her; I'll be free,

Lord, now that I am free from all that,

I hope that I can last,

For I am your creation,

I thank you for being born,

For more than temporal recreation,

But to do something great.

Lord I will not fight ridiculous wars,

This country's going down one by one.

I once adored this country before the war,

But now it makes no sense.

I am obedient,

I am strong,

I am confident because I believe in you Lord.

Lord, I repent again

It is my hope that with long life, 

You satisfy me.

God, I know I have not, Because I ask not

God, I know I have not,

Because I ask not,

Before I have known that I was jealous,

I was in a sea of envy,

But God the one thing I ask right now,

Is to rinse me of depression ,

Let me enjoy now,

What is in my life now.

God, I get not,

Because I ask not,

I get not

Because I am ready not.

But Lord, I know there is something great

On the other side of the cot.

God, I get not,

Because I have finished not,

With what you have given me already

That I still have to hold steady.

Lord, I confess that I have complained,

Lord, I confess that I have remained dull,

But Lord, I know you won't entrust me with more,

Unless I get what you've placed before me done.

God I receive not,

Because you've entrusted me with too much.

I have so much to do; to be thankful for.

God, I know you have closed doors,

But I know that you have opened others,

It may not be mopping or sweeping floors,

Or entertaining millions of others,

But my heart stays right.

I will help others when it is brought to light.

God I have not increase,

Because I've sold it to someone else,

Time and time again comes the disease,

The gnawing that I feel every time I give my work to others.

That of all things is a sin that I'm feeding,

In order to quit feeding it, God

I need this sinful door closed.

Lord, I put a smile on my face,

Although I am growing arid inside,

The ache of hunger is brought upon me,

To the point that dimmed my faith's sight.

Quitting Jealousy

God, I will say this in prayer,

That the poet who wins the prize,

After serving you

And paying the price,

I am happy for them.

I shall not be envious.

I shall not jeer and be in anger.

God I will also say this,

That the musician who goes far places,

Gets a Grammy or two,

Lord I am happy that they chose this career,

I am happy to listen to them too,

Not jealous and seething with rage.

God, I know that not every endeavor,

Equals positive success,

Not every effort is greeted

By an honest audience.

God Poem 63--"Bereave Me of This Life"

God Poem 63

If you want to take me Lord,

I am all yours,

If you want to take me Lord,

consider my will yours,

If you want to make me Lord,

The object of your wrath,

I'll be waiting here,

For you to come and bereave me,

Of this life, truth or lie, Oh Lord.

I know I've sinned,

And I've come to an end,

Where I've realized you win,

Lord, though I have repented,

If you deem it far too late,

I am right here for you,

Though if there is still time,

I'd like to bow my head and pray,

For sixty more years added to my life.

If you want to take me Lord,

I am all yours

If you want to take me Lord,

consider my will yours,

If you want to make me Lord,

The object of your wrath,

I'll be waiting here,

For you to come and bereave me,

Of this life, truth or lie, Oh Lord.

God Poem 62

God Poem 62

Dear God,

Oh what tragedy hardens us,

From our folly,

Lord, we are mistaken,

Think our words will save men,

For we are but men ourselves,

God, we shout,

God, we hear your voice,

The word of God rings out!

Warns us to make the right choice.

The Lord Almighty says,

The Lord Almighty says,

Follow me; heed my commands,

Lest ye shall otherwise perish

Oh, Lord how my heart's in anguish

Lord, only you I cherish,

I repent for thy sins,

Of all my worldly sins.

Dear Lord, have mercy,

Have mercy,

I am dying here on earth,

How cursed is my birth!

Dear Lord, have mercy,

Have mercy!

Jesus Christ, the Son of God! 

Why does the word of God

Hurt people so,

When it says clearly

To not interpret and be feeble

Be true to the word of God!

Are you not a child of God

God made you,

He gave all a chance,

To repent of all sins through,

To avoid God's wrath that's due.

We say,

Dear Lord, have mercy,

Have mercy on me!

My faith is upon you,

Holy Son of God

Have mercy, have mercy,

Have mercy on us,

For we repent, we come to you,

In God we trust.

Oh, God,

Oh, God,

Oh my God,

Oh, God

My, God!

Have mercy,

Christ the Son of God,

Christ the Son of God!

Have mercy, have mercy,

Sovereign Lord,

Our God.

We Think It Is All A Joke

Dear God,

Let me do this bit of preaching for the people of America. Also, use this that I've written in your name in order to cleanse me from all sin.

God Poem 60

We think it is all a joke,

Preaching the truth of the Bible,

But the great and terrible day

Is coming upon us as liable.

All of us, including me,

Will be thrown into the lake of sulfur,

God, as I speak these words,

My iniquities are a filling topper.

Does it matter which iniquity is greater?

Are different sins comparable?

To what are they compared to,

When they are invariable?

The truth is, we are all headed for Hell,

Be there no comfort in the future?

Not unless we show true repentance,

To dismiss the copper and pewter of sin,

For the gold and sliver of properly earned penitence,

For salvation is the ultimate goal.

Let there be love enough,

To tell when evil is afoot,

Let the true gospel be understood,

To do what it says,

To enjoy our daily bread,

But to all so help others who are in dread.

If our days are better or worse,

God, please lead us into the right spirit,

For our time is short,

Only few accept the word, the few who hear it.

Purify My Heart!

God, let us not keep you last. Your word is the only word and the only standard that matters. I feel blessed when I write about you and for you. Dear God, you are perfect in your love, hate, and anger toward us rebels of the United States and other countries. Let us all bow down in shame for our sin.

"Father, I mourn for my sin,
I wish to cast it out,
For it is written,
That if a child of God
Keeps on sinning,
After Jesus made His sacrifice,
Then there are no sacrifices left."

Dear Father,
I again bow my head in shame,
I don't know why you created me,
But to you and only you,
God be the Glory!

I know how you cannot stand lukewarm christians,
But I am one, one hoping and waiting to be changed,
To a pure heart,
For I hate most of what the world has to offer.

Why don't people in music or writing,
Ever write anything proclaiming your gospel,
I am ready and waiting to receive
Your chastising punishment to put me in Hell,

I know that it is wrong,
But as the apostle Paul said,
"What I should do, I don't,
What I shouldn't do I end up doing."

That statement alone,
Is enough to make me scream,
"God, purify my heart forever!
Never let me return to sin, never!"

However, God it is your choice,
Whatever happens is for your glory,
Whether it be peace or catastrophe,
Let it come.

In the name of the Sovereign Lord, Jesus Christ. Amen.

God Poem 58

Listen to us,

Listen to me,

Lord I repent,

I want the rest of the country

To repent along with me.

What be our future,

If we enter war with Damascus,

Against the warnings of other prosperous nations,

What does that say about us?

That we have a political system

That sins before God,

Avenges upon nations,

That which it has no right to avenge upon;

Yet, we strongly uphold our rights as a nation.

What about other nations?

Aren't they more prosperous than we?

The Bible clearly says,

Do not avenge on one,

For if he sins against you,

Rebuke him and if he repents,

Forgive him out of the blue.

If there is any avenging,

It is said that it belongs to God,

And only God will avenge oppressive kings,

Listen and obey this command from God,

Avenge thou not!

We have no business

Fighting in Syria or any nation

That has a strong discourse with us,

This is truly the time,

To repent and mourn for our sin of fighting,

Or perish for our many crimes.

The Father of eternity is watching

Every move we make,

He will act on

Whatever action we take,

Whether it be an act of love,

Or an act of hate,

Make no mistake,

If you go into that war,

A deadly and disastrous karma

Will overtake this nation.

Consider this a strong forewarning,

It's time to care for your people,

Stay out of other people's business,

Quit making our country feeble,

Get on the humble side of the truth,

Turn to God and He will tell you,

"If there is such avenging to be done,

I will do it, for I am the Lord, your God."

So, now it is presented,

You have a choice,

Either back down from sin and fighting,

Or perish in the Lake of Fire,

Either quit the hypocrisy,

Or continue to draw God's Ire.

You are not right for having nukes,

When the rest of the world is not,

It is pure bull and hypocrisy,

Your words have you caught.

I am begging and I am warning you,

Of the choice you make America,

Either you will rise or 

You will fall,

Take your pick,

To kill or to save us all.

God Poem 59

Dear Lord,

Everywhere I look, look, look,

I see worldly people being happy,

Why do my eyes, cook, cook, cook

With jealousy and sadness?

Some of me wants whatever

The world has to offer.

God, I have been really unhappy

Over the course of my days,

Full of envy, full of jealousy,

Of things not going my way.

I don't know why these thoughts possess me,

So much I can't enjoy life,

I feel so angry at myself,

For not doing what I know is right,

My heart tends to blow up,

Sending me shedding tears,

Making me wonder if love,

The act of it would give me years?

Maybe if I wasn't so angry,

I could allow beauty to replace

The ashes of the past,

And put a smile on my face.

I hope Lord, that you turn my attitude around,

Sooner rather than later,

I hope Lord, that I will see 

The use for the talents you have given me,

Not to smoke and hate 'er. 

Lord, I fear about you,

I fear about the things that you will bring me,

I confess this to you,

Lord, I want to forgive and forget,

Lord, I want to create the best for you,

Lord, I want to know you.

But, Lord I am afraid to ask.

Lord, I know you, the Father,

Gave me this wealth of talent,

But Lord, people don't believe in it,

My color is of a darker pallette. 

I have a hard time Lord,

Trying to believe that you will deliver me

From all my troubles,

My mind has clearly gone wild; spare me,

I need a confirming moment that will,

Place me in better hands,

So that it is yours I can fulfill.

Lord, give me hope that there is a way,

Lord, I don't see one,

But I know you have one.

Lord, thank you that someday you'll restore faith,

Into my lungs, heart, life and mind.

God Poem 69

He had sinned most of his short life,

A wild child

On a wild ride,

He thought that nothing to answer for,

He could only do right,

Then one day,

A catscan revealed,

Tumor after tumor in his bones,

The doctors said there was no way,

To heal the pain,

Then and there,

Up at the ceiling he stared

Tears in his eyes

And he prayed.

God bring me back,

For the last time,

I repent, 

Oh how short is my life,

The world doesn't know

What to do with me,

But you do, oh Father,

Come heal me,

Father, be mine.

Point after point,

Day after day,

Nick spent crying,

Pleading the Lord to be saved,

But he was soon to find.

Dear Lord,

Could you heal me?

I've struggled all my life,

To believe not in what I see,

But what I know.

I know that I have been confused,

I thought that life was to be long,

But I've been accused

Can I count on you to keep me strong?

Heal my wounds 

That remind me of the past,

Because I know my life

Will come to pass, to pass away,

Could you please give me

The strength to overcome,

The grief I heave,

Oh, oh my Lord,

Oh God I need you,

My life rests with you.

God you say

If one keeps on sinning,

That there is no promise left.

Oh my Lord,

I'm trying to put my sins to death.

I know I haven't truly lived,

For I've been trapped in so much sin,

But Lord, you say you can lift

Me up out of it

And heal my wounds 

That remind me of the past,

Because I know my life

Will come to pass, to pass away,

Could you please give me

The instruction I need,

The rules to heed,

Oh, oh my Lord,

Oh God I need you,

My life rests with you.

Lord, don't turn me away,

The storm is brewing,

The clouds have all turned gray,

If you won't hear me as I pray

In my little room,

I don't know how,

I can forever repay

You for the wounds

That remind me of the past,

Because I knew my life,

Was coming to pass a brand new day,

I pray to you, 

My lord for the instructions,

That I crave,

Oh, oh my Lord,

Oh God I need you,

My life rests with you.

Oh, oh my Lord,

Oh God I need you,

My life rests with you.

God Poem 67

Dear, dear Lord,

I am truly in the thick of it now,

If you are planning to strike me down,

I will gladly fall to dust,

I know I've sinned greatly,

And caused you great anger,

By your commandment, 

Death is a must.

But Lord,

If you could give me just

One more chance to serve you,

I will do it today,

And for the rest of my life.

God, visions of death,

Dance in my mind,

I fear you so much,

That to serve you I am inclined.

Lord, I fear you,

I fear more failure on my part, 

Lord God,

I am no longer sinning,

I vow to no longer commit 

The stinging adultery that I've committed before.

When ye ask,

"Dost thou fear the Lord?"

My response, "Yes, Lord I fear you,

And therefore I will abide in and obey you."

I say "God, you are the one I need.

You are the one I obey and answer to,

Give me your instructions and direction.

Lead me, hold me in your grasp,

I understand you have punished me

For many offenses of disobedience,

By failing my attempts to sustain 

A comfortable life of obedience of this world.

But, oh my Lord, I am not one of it.

Lord, I am asking 

For this one last chance to live,

My ears are peeled waiting for you, Lord.

I'm listening for your voice,

Search my heart that to you I give,

For the rest of time.

God Poem 76 -- God Only You!

God, Only You!

God, only you know my deepest desires,

Which I wish to wash clean of my mind,

God, only you know the very flavors

That make up my rind.

God only you know my deepest sorrows,

My deepest regrets,

God, only you know my sins still to repent,

And I repent these.

God, only you know how anguishing it is

To sit on the sidelines

While other people have a chance at the pan.

Lord, only you know how deeply troubled I am,

Lord, only you know that I have to be happy 

In order for these things to happen.

And I have to stop being sad,

And I have to stop these behaviors from happening.

God, only you know that if I don’t stop,

These things that I wish for will not come true,

If I do not stop, it will be the end of my rope.

Lord, only you could save me 

From my own desperate desires and anguish,

Only you know my language.

Lord, only you respect and honor me,

And in turn, I respect and honor thee;

With greatest love and with greatest passion, 

Lord, I do

Even if, at times, I don’t seem to.

Even if, at times, I feel I’m mad at you,

I’m just mad at my own inability

To help myself,

Because I put excuses before answers.

And Lord, only you know how long I am to live,

Lord, only you know of the battle I am waging

To try to inspire others

To be the great people that they are.

Lord, only you know how important it is for me,

To have my music,

To promote my music,

To have my writings,

And to promote my writings,

Be them for writing or be them not,

So that other people have a better chance at life,

Lord, only you know that self-employment and self-doing

Are the best for me,

Lord only you understand that this system

Of public transportation, school,

This public benefits system is outdated;

Only you know that Lord

You know that that’s not the right answer.

Lord, only you could communicate clearly with me

Either through the eyes, ears and mouth of other people,

Or with your solemn, soft whispers in my head.

Only you could tell when my time is dead.

Lord, only you have given me this talent

That nobody else understands,

Lord, only you understand where my talent stands 

And where it doesn’t,

Lord, only you know where I have to go,

And where I musn’t. 

Only you, Lord, know

That I will be a success 

With my books, my music

And only you know, Lord

That I will make the right choice

To promote these items,

I know it is a greedy, selfish thing,

To sell them for money,

But only you know, Lord

That that’s the way man planned it;

That’s the way man made up society.

Only you know, Lord

That my true sacrament lies with you,

It doesn’t lie in corporate America,

It doesn’t belong there;

It doesn’t lie in materialism,

It doesn’t lie in weakness and frailty,

But in suffrage and strength,

And hard work to challenge reality,

And to beat out the wishes of Satan.

Lord, only you know,

That even though I am as faulty as the rest,

I picture myself as one of your deciples up in heaven,

For that is where we shall all be destined to go.

We are all destined to a better place than this,

It is only temporary,

Lord, all of our struggles, 

All of our doubts,

All of our fears,

And all of our misconceptions, and our contradictions,

Are temporary at best,

And be them not eternal consequence

Only you, Lord, understand where I need to go

In order to fulfill my dream and my passion.

Only you know that the so-called realists

Are not realists at all;

They’re giving into the corrupt society of this nation

And this world;

Only you know that, Lord.

Only you know that when a governor,

Who is supposed to be a high-appointed official

Does not do his job,

That he is no longer a rightful man,

In the helping and the equality of others,

Only you know, Lord

That the governor’s letter to me was a cop-out.

Only you know, Lord what it will take,

To get what I need to succeed in school and in life

Only you know Lord how I am to make my living.

Only you know, Lord, that I am destined

To be a great writer,

Perhaps one of the greatest writers and composers,

Of the 21st Century

Only you know this Lord

Because you put the thought in my head 

And you’ve led me to see greatness.

Bless you, Lord and your son Jesus,

You have blessed me, both of you,

With the gift of seeing into the future,

And seeing what I am to become,

Despite society’s downfall,

And you’ve let me prevail under the harshest conditions.

In Jesus name, Lord I repent of my sins,

Come into my heart;

I will take you as the Lord and Savior,

In Jesus name, Amen.