PODCAST 17, 2-7,
Today we are going to read poems about grace, God’s grace. I found 3 poems with grace in the title and another that is about grace. Three of the poems are unpublished.
What is God’s grace?
Grace is the unmerited favor of God for those who are under condemnation for their sin.
HIS GRACE
Having heard God’s call
The apostle Paul,
Hearing God’s Voice
Was able to rejoice.
Having faced the day
We prepare to pray,
Asking God to deliver us.
It is then in Him we must trust.
When we ask for God’s grace
In this world we face,
Do we trust it is done
And the battle is won?
He has said His grace is,
It is here in the present time.
We’ve asked and so He gives
In that moment our needed rhyme.
He is
We are
We asked
He gave
At the moment we ask
To be relieved of the task
The answer to our prayer,
His grace is now there.
We must believe
That we receive
In faith to know
That it is so.
Ask and receive His grace.
We are only human in this place.
We at times close our eyes,
But as we pray He never denies.
HIS GRACE IS SUFFICIENT,
His grace is a prayer away.
A few days later:
If we pray in His will,
What is pleasing to Him,
He will answer our pleas.
He knows our needs.
Whether today or another
When the answer is revealed,
Know that there is no other
By whose grace we are healed.
When we say Amen
As our prayer ends
We will know
It is so.
8/5/19, 8/7/19, tcarter (Facebook)
When I was looking for poems with grace in the title, these two poems were together,
HIS GRACE (pg. 127, God Still Rhymes)
“For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith –
and this is not from yourselves, it is a gift of God –
not by works so that no one can boast.” (Eph 2: 8-9)
It is by grace that we embrace
Our salvation, our hope,
That in this race we see his face,
That in this world we can cope.
What is grace?
His love for us,
A fallen race,
We have lost
Our way, our place,
Since the time
In the Garden.
Asking
what is mine
Without thought
Or concern
For what we ought
To do or think.
And as the eye
Does blink
We wonder why
As we wander
As in the journey
The path meanders,
Til the day’s end
Not knowing
Whether friend
Or other
We did treat
One we did meet
As a brother.
Grace is His love given freely,
A gift we will never deserve.
But it is there for us to accept,
Accept the love he does give
In this life we do live.
And we share that gift
As others we uplift
So as we follow, we serve.
For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus
to do good works, which God prepared in advance
for us to do.” (Eph 2:10)
We now share our faith
We received by His grace
As we then serve others,
Our sisters and brothers.
We show our faith by our works,
Which have been prepared for us
By the God of Heaven above
That we may show his love.
Jesus said, “believe, be baptized and spread the gospel”
The gospel is full of his good works;
The healing, the kind words,
The love for mankind that poured out from him.
Good works, helping those in need,
Perhaps planting the seed,
That others may water
So that God may reap the harvest.
We can sit
On our hands
Or for a bit,
Maybe stand.
But how does
That honor
The grace given?
Works are
A continuation
Of the rhyme.
The rhyme
Of all time,
Past,
Present
And future.
Our faith lives though works.
It is a sign that we are heirs.
Without works our faith
Is but a mist in the air.
As in the gospel James said,
Faith without works is dead?
It is like speaking without a voice.
We have be given the choice.
We can say it and we can believe
We are saved by grace.
Our lives he has repaired
So what he has prepared,
The works, for us to do,
We help more than a few.
©2019 by Tim Carter
These are some of my favorite words in the Bible. They give me peace and a complete understand of what God has done and what we are to do. Grace, how amazing.
This next poem is from a Facebook post on God Still Rhymes page.
It is with sadness I look at the world today. But is with hope that I look forward. My faith, our faith, must tell the stories we have about a loving and forgiving God. We must share, I must share, God’s care for us through his son Jesus.
UNDESERVED LOVE
I apologize
For the lies
I have told.
Being so bold
It all gets so old
As it has a hold
Forgoing my needs
As among the weeds
I live every day,
Once knowing what to say
Then turning the other way.
Now the price I dearly pay.
Yes, the lines get longer.
But God’s love is stronger.
And as I resist,
My hands in fists,
I struggle every time
I hear one of God’s rhymes.
If I only confess
And accept his grace
The world I can face.
I need
To heed
To his will
And be still,
Let him rectify
As I testify
Of the love he gave
For my life to save,
Saving me from myself
And thoughts of worldly wealth.
My sins he accepted
Once I rejected
The life I led,
Living though dead.
God sent his Son
So it would be done.
He took my sin,
What I had been.
He paid the ransom
For what I had done.
He died
For the times
I lied,
For my crimes
Against God almighty.
His Son’s death on a tree.
From death His Son rose,
Thus he defeated
Death for those
Who do believe.
What did God see in me,
In the sinful human me?
He saw the hope in me
That others would see,
That though once undeserving,
What I had been I would no longer be,
That now others, not me, I would be serving.
God knew what I would do.
As he knew me he knows you.
7/7/18, tcarter (Facebook)
God’s grace at work. On my own I am unworthy until I let Jesus makes me worthy.
PRAISE GOD’S GRACE
Once tattered and torn,
Battered and forlorn,
I have been reborn.
I now praise the name,
Forever the same,
Who fought
And bought
My freedom,
The total sum.
Yesterday is gone,
Today there is grace,
Tomorrow a song
As I finish my race
In the loving embrace
Of the He who loved me
Long before I could see.
No longer led astray
With Him I will stay.
I will constantly praise
The one God did raise,
He who has paid the price
For my ungodly life,
My Savior, Jesus,
Who has saved us..
Believe in Him and receive
Life everlasting.
Praise Him in your days,
Days everlasting.
8/24/2020, tcarter (Facebook)
God deserves our praise for the love he has for us and the sacrifice he made for us. That love, if we accept it, makes us worthy to be in His presence.
Here are a couple of more poems, not published. This one was inspired by the writings of the Apostle Paul.
THE GOAL
Our soul and the goal
Eternaly intertwinedwe will forevr find
Just how God’s role
In the life we live
Allows us to give
His love to others
Sisters and brothers
We run our race
In this life we face
We will find our pace
And know our place
7/29/21, tcarter
And finally . . .
I have been reading the Book of Revelation again. I’m taking my time and understanding more of what it says and connecting a few dots, so to speak. The following isn’t meant to be a poem, it is just my thoughts after reading one night.
MY WEALTH
My wealth comes from God,
The truth of God’s word,
The promise through God’s grace,
The sacrifice, once for all, if His Son,
The faith I have received,
The peace as His Spirit leads me through my day,
The forgiveness of my sins,
The turning from the world’s ways.
I am wealthy beyond my worth
As I live on this tattered and torn earth.
This is wealth I cannot buy, nor can I earn.
His love covers me and lifts me up.
My wealth lies in the saving grace of God,
His word, His sacrifice overcoming death.
My wealth is held for me in Heaven for eternity.
8/3/2021, tcarter
I will live in God’s Rhyme
When my life is no longer mine.
If your give
Him the times
As you live
His word rhymes
©2018 by Tim Carter
And do not forget; We are the King’s kids and you will never get rid of us because we are His with Jesus.
©2018 by Tim Carter
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