Worship Poems
Through Highest Heavens
by Abasiama Udom
Sounds of babes will ring through highest heavens,
calling man and beast to lay trouble and pain aside.
Calls of hallelujah will rise to the lamb upon the throne,
twenty-four constantly bowing, not a one in denial of his awe.
His truth and majesty reigning supreme.
Through highest heavens Hossana will rise to the throne,
nature and native land praising for beside him no one else is.
He is that is and is to come,
Bow! Worship through highest heavens.
......
Cold hands
by Karla Blom
My church Remains fragmented,
reflecting beyond the room, slumbering within my flesh
My God
rivulets of my worship forge down my heated skin
Dripping,
falling,
onto your subjects below
Holy Nothings answered in cloaks of darkness,
with tears and
......
Memories of Sunday
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Up in the morning, the bluebirds were singing,
Then off to church, as the bells were ringing,
A pastel spring bloomed the peach moments away,
And the morning star shone on an azure pathway!
Luscious Sunday dinner, conversing and laughter,
On the lazy days, sweet time slips away faster!
Afternoon on the porch, with family and friends,
Lolling in the gold sunshine, sunset always ends.
Cold hands
by Karla Blom
My church Remains fragmented,
reflecting beyond the room, slumbering within my flesh
My God
rivulets of my worship forge down my heated skin
Dripping,
falling,
onto your subjects below
Holy Nothings answered in cloaks of darkness,
with tears and
......
Memories of Sunday
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Up in the morning, the bluebirds were singing,
Then off to church, as the bells were ringing,
A pastel spring bloomed the peach moments away,
And the morning star shone on an azure pathway!
Luscious Sunday dinner, conversing and laughter,
On the lazy days, sweet time slips away faster!
Afternoon on the porch, with family and friends,
Lolling in the gold sunshine, sunset always ends.
Through Highest Heavens
by Abasiama Udom
Sounds of babes will ring through highest heavens,
calling man and beast to lay trouble and pain aside.
Calls of hallelujah will rise to the lamb upon the throne,
twenty-four constantly bowing, not a one in denial of his awe.
His truth and majesty reigning supreme.
Through highest heavens Hossana will rise to the throne,
nature and native land praising for beside him no one else is.
He is that is and is to come,
Bow! Worship through highest heavens.
......
