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...GRACE AND LOVE...






WELCOME



((((CHRISTIAN POEMS))))







The love of God is bountiful through His Son Jesus Christ, it will glow on this page through poems, as testament of his Grace and Love for all.










PURPLE FONTANA

POEMS BY CRISTINA PLATT-- ANCHORAGE ALASKA U.S.A.









Now that you are not feeling well,
and things do take unsafe turns,
You seem to live in chaos and dwell
in a transient world of confusion and fear.

Take a little time and spend it here,
where hope abounds next to our Lord,
He will accompany you mostly everywhere,
give you strenght to cope again and again.

Loneliness will at last shy away,
His hand will cover your steps,
The light of His countenance as you pray
will touch your heart with His grace.








~~~FRIENDS~~~












JOHN 3:16

For God so loved the world,
that He gave His only begotten Son,
that whosoever believeth in him
should not perish, but have eternal life.





















O soul of mine gurad not this secret,
For in everything forever is manifested
Power Divine that action set
To the elements that your faith tested.

When flaming rays blasted powerful,
magnificent fragments of burning sun,
His Holy hand mastered love wonderful,
Designed destiny of proverbial man.

His Holy Spirit moved upon the earth,
And every mountain his truth declared,
When moonlit galaxies gave birth
His eternal will knew all was well.
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WORKING DIVINITY












Gaze not to thy happines,
though today a short day be,
endless minutes bring idleness
hours sunshine will never see.

Upon endless fragmented hours,
a tear or two cruel hands sustain
thus replaced with joyous powers,
spiritual delights easy to maintain


Strive for rectitud, triumphal motion,
keep faith to obtain the golden crown,
in our whishes, our heavenly mansion,
in the hands of the Almighty,
above this temporary ground.










~RECTITUD~

















God of all Prince of Israel,
with tender touch, touch me when I pray
my soul was dejected my emotions fell,
into a gloomy and dark precarious day.

I saw not thy light, nor reasoned well,
I for a moment saw the human glare
embeded in honesty, care, so swell!
Invading my senses a bewetching stare,

The certainty of thy concern,
ray of sushine was not out there!
lost what little I had earned
knowing not I needed thy care!








~~~~THOU~~~~






I testify I am a christian,
and express the duty of mortal man,
For tender love from above I receive,
in God's grace I will forever live.

In the Universal plane a reign,
one, where harmony is expressed
everlasting all above this terrain,
kingdom of the Just, of the Blessed.

Majesty and form Divine,
spiritual fortress only one,
greatness, mastery of design,
Thy dwelling with heaven intertwined.
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~MY GOD~













Love, mercy are thine entirely
power to create, diminish,
your virtue layed your attire
On stolid cross, it was finished.

Then resurrection came for all of us,
when you purchased our sinner souls,
O Thou Son of the Almighty,
bless us with thine living grace.

For we wait for joyious day
with glory we shall see,
The Lord of Heaven's return
in the angel's company.

No more tears, sadness or farewell,
all iniquities are gone straight
our world, a place where we dwell
in the arms of our Divinity.








RESURRECTION







May God grant you always,
A sunbeam to warm you.
A moonbeam to charm you
A sheltering angel
So nothing can harm you













BLESSING










Kind, O Lord I like to be,
to see the world in a new light,
to meet everyone's necessity
kind O Lord, to be a delight.

For these times are precarious,
defeating every good deed,
The illness of man is evilness,
not good works o irreverent seed!

Kind, O Lord let me be,
For there are so many hurled
and don't complement your agony,
to see as you see the world.

To care for the hurt and weak,
to love the sad, unexalted,
to pray for all, to seek
your face in the shadow
of the meek










And this is life eternal,
that they might know Thee, the
only true God,
Jesus Christ who Thou has sent.

John 17:3




~LET ME BE~















Thou are the imperial temple
where miracles are born and found,
our lives sought your example
our idle hearts were never sound.









~~~LORD~~~













Tender showers of goodness,
with everlasting promisses descend.
Over the contrite soul, the waving air
peace intermingled with love you sent.

Joys of heaven on display
A gift of mercy to everyone,
a sinner's paryer to repent
touching the secret heart of God.










~JOY FILLED HEARTS~








O that I could see your glory
change the thoughts of men
To tell all this wonderous story...
So many of them could understand

That your love is a pure gem,
Cleansing sins of undeserving man,
Offer me that diadem,
So I will know your eternal plan.

Saving the sinner your love,
Is beyond comprehension, sublime,
O Thou sent us a redeemer,
To trasform us in little or no time,

That we might exault His Holiness,
Made him Prince above everyone,
O blessed His sacrifice, O greatness!
Lamb of God: Jesus The Savior man









((((GLORY))))






God's love is an everlasting
flow of goodness, rectitude and justice at the end,>BR> So tender is He, who enables us to change
from sinners to sons, for He is a Holy God
and his mercy is forever.






MORE POEMS FOR YOU







In memory of a little lady.

MURDERED BY A DIABOLIC PERVERT


This day closes in anguish,
and seems more than a lonely day,
Tell me if flowers vanish,
or where will an angel stay?

To heaven I lift my pain,
to heaven the angel immature,
To mourn for the tragic stain,
that a monster made you endure.

O sweet little lady..
what on earth is fair?
When in supreme innocence
a child has a cross to bare.

And after your terror,
no longer will your smile
be the crown that bright
crowns your beauty and style.

For there is no understanding,
of what an evil soul will try,
to mortify goodness and nourish
sin, little angel for you I cry.


Then should I just hide my hate
while unpretentious I pray?
for your little tender soul,
did no wrong, but found such fate.

Should I just remember you
as a gem that never grew?
a flower cut down in white hue,
the rose or dove that never flew?

as seen on tv on 7/17/2002



((TO A LITTLE ANGEL ))




Divino


poem world






UNDER CONSTRUCTION
~CRISTINA PLATT
BORN IN BOLIVIA, SETTLED IN ANCHORAGE ALASKA IN 1997.












VISIT POEM WORLD















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