Christian poetry · Jenny Maryl · Jesus

Blessed are the meek (Matthew 5:5) (Poem)

Blessed are the meek (Matthew 5:5)

Blessed are the meek, for they know how to care.
They may appear weak, but you will find them there.
In times of great strife, they will walk the long road,
And throughout their life, they will carry their load.

With great patience and strength, they will find a way,
And can go a great length, to help save the day.
No need to boast loud, of the work they have done,
No need in a crowd, to yell what they have won.

Jesus taught this each day, of how this should be.
Jesus showed us this way, to set us all free.
Let peace be our guide, let humility win,
Take anger in our stride, and stay meek within.

© Jenny Maryl

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Christian poetry · Jenny Maryl · Jesus

Starting the day with the Lord (Poem)

Starting the day with the Lord

At the start of the day, let the Lord take your hand.
Let Him give to you the strength to rise up and stand.
Let Him prepare you for whatever you may meet,
When you leave your home to start walking down life’s street.

At the start of the day, give to Him a prayer,
Just a moment of reflection with Him to share.
Let Him know of your love for Him in this new day,
That wherever you go, you will walk in His way.

At the start of the day, look to what you must do,
Who needs your support before this day is through.
Then give a moment of thanks that He’s at your side,
That whatever you may do, in His love you abide.

© Jenny Maryl

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Christian poetry · Christmas · Jenny Maryl · Jesus

The First Christmas (Poem)

The First Christmas

Born within a stable, with a donkey and the hay,
So the Christ Child silently, within a stall did lay.
A new star shone above him, brightly for all to see,
So came the shepherds and wise men, each numbering three.
Bringing special gifts, the first Christmas presents to give,
To worship the Child, born for us so that we all may live.

A special Christmas morning, God’s gift for all mankind,
That from His living presence, forgiveness we will find.
Born so He may teach us how to walk within God’s sight,
To lead us all from darkness, into the holy light.
To bring peace and understanding from heaven above,
And when we are lost or lonely, bringing us His love.

© Jenny Maryl

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Jenny Maryl · Jesus

The carpenter’s son (Matthew 13:55)

The Carpenter’s Son

To his Father He listened and learned of his tasks,
Of the work He must do and to do what He asks.
To assist and give help to all those who may call,
His work given freely and to be shared with all.
Whether broken or damaged, whether many or one,
We will all be mended by the carpenter’s Son.

He will teach what He knows to any who will hear,
Of his Father’s great wisdom to those who draw near.
Of forgiveness and kindness in stories He told,
Giving guidance and support to the young and the old.
Whether sunrise or noon, or at the setting sun,
We will all be taught by the carpenter’s son.

He will go where He’s needed, His work never ends,
Working with strangers and turning them into friends.
His gifts He shares freely with all those who are true,
His compassion is endless, for me and for you.
For now and forever, His work is never done,
All given with love from the carpenter’s son,

© Jenny Maryl

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