MAKE THE BIBLE YOUR STANDARD
Let them call you names
Let them think you a fool
Have no time for their games
Dive not into their pool
Make the Bible your standard
Let them dress to kill
Let them woo for bed
Continue with Christ's last will
That He can forgive though their sin be red
Make the Bible your standard
Let them trade their souls for fame
Let them spill blood for power
At judgment day there shall be no room for name
Your power will be exercised in paradise tower
Make the Bible your standard
Let them with their talent dig money rift
Let them the finest boat sail
But you, keep serving the Creator with your gift
And though it tarries, your desires will follow you like a tail
Just make the Bible your standard
~ Kufre Udeme ~
Here is a two part poem written by Lanette Kissel. The poem is based on Mary's encounter with Simeon from Luke 2. It is entitled "What He Could Have Said." This poem is the author’s imagining of what might have happened during the encounter between Mary and Simeon.
WHAT HE COULD HAVE SAID (Part One)
based on Mary’s encounter with Simeon. (Luke 2:21-35)
Mary, of Simeon…
In Jerusalem, we came upon a man named Simeon,
a learned prophet, whom we were destined to meet.
I would have to say, the moment our eyes met,
I noted my heart suddenly skipped a beat.
There was something foreboding in the man’s expression
that caused me to want to look away.
He knew much more than he was willing to tell.
I had to wonder what more he could say…
Simeon, of Mary…
Her youthful, happy smile,
so full of expectant hope.
Barely more than a child herself,
I wondered how she would cope.
I saw something more in her eyes.
There was also a trace of fear.
Did she suspect I could tell her things
she would be frightened to hear?
I could tell of events she would rather forget,
also of ones to ponder and keep,
of times she would feel such pride and joy,
of times she would learn how to weep.
Though this aged man has been given
some special insight from the Lord,
I did not divulge all I could have said.
I only mentioned something about a sword.
~ Lanette Kissel ~
WHAT HE COULD HAVE SAID (Part Two)
Simeon – What I could have said…
Your Son will only be yours for a little while.
You are not the traditional mother and son.
Because your Jesus is the principle in a greater plan,
because He and the God of Heaven are one.
You will find the boy will grow so quickly.
Enjoy each moment with Him while you can.
He will soon leave to begin His ministry.
For your Jesus is as much God, as He is man.
Your Jesus will be the absolute epitome of love,
if I were to sum Him in a single word.
Never has a mother had reason to be so proud.
His life will be the greatest story ever heard.
The reactions to his teaching will be varied.
Some will embrace His message. Some will not.
Men in high places will be jealous of Him.
And against Him, they will consort and plot.
A Roman soldier’s sword will pierce His flesh.
That same sword will also pierce your heart.
Events will happen that are beyond your control.
Happenings in which you will have no part.
His life and ministry will be short-lived.
He will never live to see an old age.
But an infamous Book will be written about Him.
His name will be featured on nearly every page.
Just know that history will be kind to you.
You will have played a most important part.
You are the beloved mother of the Messiah.
This you can treasure within your heart.
~ Lanette Kissel ~
Here are three poems honoring the Word of God written by Arvil Jones
WORD, OH LORD
Thy Word, Oh Lord is a Fountain, with Living Waters deep
Throughout the passing ages It has watered many Sheep
Thy Word, Oh Lord is a Burning Lamp unto my stumbling feet
Lighting my way unto the place where You and I can meet
Thy Word Oh Lord is Pardon from all my sin and shame
Thy Word that Thou has magnified even above Thy Name
Thy Word Oh Lord each passing day brings such sweet Peace to me
Thy Word Oh Lord is full of Grace and Power and Purity
Thy Word Oh Lord is my Daily Bread
And Thy Spirit the Oil that anoints my head
Thy Word is my shelter from life’s raging storm
Thy Word is the Fire that keeps me warm
Thy Word is the Sword with which I must fight
Thy Word puts all my foes to flight
Thy Word is my Fortress that keeps me from fear
And my Guardian Angel that hovers so near
Thy Word is my Comfort when I am weak
Thy Word is Thy Voice with which Thou dost speak
Thy Word is a Friend in whom I confide
A Friend Who is always close by my side
Thy Word It begat me when I was lost
Thy Word did guide me straight to The Cross
And when all the words and works of men
And the world itself is gone
Thy Word Oh Lord shall yet endure
And lead us safely Home.
~ Arvil Jones ~
THE WORLD’S GREATEST BOOK
If someone were to ask you, “What’s the world’s greatest Book”
Then where in the whole wide world would you begin to look
Would your first answer be the Library, with a thousand shelves or more
Or would you hope to find It down at the corner store
Would you think of all the so-called Classics that you have ever read
Would the names of famous authors go running through your head
Could you recite from memory a famous quote or two
And could you remember those precious lines
That once meant so much to you
And of all the books that you have read
Is there One that you still hold dear
The One that gave you hope and courage
Or relieved some dreaded fear
Do you remember that Title now
And the famous Author’s name
Do you know about His heritage
And the Place from whence He came
Oh yes, I do remember now
It’s the Bible of which you speak
The Book that always gave me strength
When I was sad and weak
It’s the Book that gave me comfort
In times of sorrow and pain
Yes, It’s the world’s Greatest Book
I think I’ll read It again.
Since the Mighty God of Heaven
First gave His Word to men
He gave that Word because mankind
Had fallen into Sin
And the God of Heaven always knew
That if men were to be reached
Then He must give to men His Word
And that Word then must be Preached
And in order for men to Preach that Word
They must first receive His Call
And Preach by His Holy Spirit
Or never Preach at all
For to Preach without the Spirit
Is a mockery at best
The Word must be Divinely Sent
And by His Sprit Blessed
When the Spirit and the Word combine
They are like a Two-edged Sword
They pierce the hardened sinner’s heart
And lead him to The Lord.
~ Arvil Jones ~
FACE-OFF WITH A GIANT
I’m ready for a major battle,
and they have sent me this play toy.
I was looking forward to a challenge,
but I’m facing a mere boy.
What can they possibly be thinking,
sending in a boy like you?
Don’t they know one of your size,
I can trample with one shoe?
What are you thinking, giant,
as I fondle this stone?
You are probably convinced
that I am acting alone.
But there is actually One
who is standing beside me.
A formidable adversary
who you simply cannot see.
He is my moral support,
and He steadies my hand.
And He knows the exact spot
where my stone must land.
You can't know the awesome power
of this entity you face,
Who will cut you down to my size,
and leave your memory in disgrace.
For He is the God of everything,
and He is also mine.
The hand that holds this stone
will be guided by the divine.
As my stone finds its target,
you succumb without a sound.
And the earth beneath you trembles,
as your body hits the ground.
I had the element of surprise,
as you simply could not see,
the invisible enemy you were fighting
was actually God instead of me.
~ Lanette Kissel ~
YOU CAN TRUST THE HOLY BIBLE
You can trust the Holy Bible from the first page to the last. You can trust what it says about the future, and what it says about the past.
There really was a Noah, who built an ark with a hammer and a nail. There really was a Jonah, who lived after being swallowed by a whale.
There really was a town called Sodom, destroyed by fire and brimstone from above. And God really did feed the Hebrews with manna, sent to them with love.
There really was a virgin Mary, who conceived Jesus in her womb. And it's true he came to life again, after being buried in a tomb.
It's true Jesus healed the sick, and gave sight to those who couldn't see. It's true he healed the deaf, and walked on the Sea of Galilee.
He healed some who couldn't walk, and raised three persons from the dead. He fed a multitude of people with only two fish and five loaves of bread.
The Bible tells us of hell.....a place for those not forgiven of their sin. And it tells us of heaven.....a place Christ's disciples are sure to enter in.
The Bible speaks of many things..... some easy, some hard to understand. But the Bible can be fully trusted, for it came from God's almighty hand.
So, don't pass judgment on the Bible. It's always right, never wrong. For God has given all its contents, and there's not a verse that doesn't belong.
No, don't pass judgment on the Bible. It's God's infallible Word. Just listen to God speak as you read it. You'll be blessed by what is heard.
By Pastor Bruce Oyen B. A., M. A., D. Min.
Christians believe The Holy Bible to be the word of God. Here is my poem about the Bible.
THE HOLY BIBLE
Dear Children of the Earth,
From: Your Father in Heaven.
I want my words to touch your inner being,
I want your precious spirit's eyes to be seeing,
I want the world to know that you are mine,
And to put a tingle down your spine!!
You'll find my words in a special book,
It wont take long, just have a quick look.
There are sixty six little books bound inside,
You'll find me in there with arms open wide.
You will see that I sit upon my throne,
Searching the world for a people of my very own.
It tells you all about my worldly creation,
How it all went wrong, and the birth of a nation.
It tells of their lives of trouble and strife,
But mostly it tells of their faith in life.
Its got stories and proverbs and songs galore,
But about a special man, there are gospels four!!
At the centre of my book, is Jesus your special friend,
Although, he's actually there from beginning to end.
And on that day, when you finally realize,
That you need my Son to open your eyes.
He'll be there knocking at the door of your heart,
You only have to say "Sorry, Jesus, I want a new start."
You see that's what my Holy Bible is all about.
It tells that "I LOVE YOU ALWAYS," without a doubt.
When I am tired, the Bible is my bed;
Or in the dark, the Bible is my light;
When I am hungry, it is vital bread;
Or fearful, it is armour for the fight;
When I am sick, 'tis healing medicine;
Or lonely, thronging friends I find therein.
If I would work, the Bible is my tool;
Or play, it is a harp of happy sound.
If I am ignorant, it is my school;
If I am sinking, it is solid ground.
If I am cold, the Bible is my fire;
And wings, if boldly I aspire.
Should I be lost, the Bible is my guide;
Or naked, it is raiment, rich and warm.
Am I imprisoned, it is ranges wide;
Or tempest-tossed, a shelter from the storm.
Would I adventure, 'tis a gallant sea;
Or would I rest, it is a flowery lea.
Dr. Amos R. Wells