Poesias
Aqui hay algunas poesias que encontre en el internet. Me encantaron pero estan en ingles. Si tienes alguna poesia en ingles o en espanol, mandame un e-mail aqui. Espero tener mas poesias pronto. Gracias.I Am With You Always
Sometimes when I'm afraid,
I imagine that You're near.
Then it comes to me in a thought
That You're always here.
When I'm facing a problem,
For that's when I need You most,
I wish that You were right beside me
Then I realize that You're always close.
Sometimes I feel like crying
And I long for Your shoulder to lean.
I know that You're always there,
For Your grace I have seen.
And when I am so happy,
With You I want to be.
So we can laugh and play
Then I rediscover, You're never far from me.
I know that I'll never be alone,
For I know Your promise You'll keep.
When You said, "I am with You always,"
I know You were talking to me.
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I AM
I was regretting the past
And fearing the future
Suddenly my Lord was speaking:
"My name is I AM." He paused.
I waited. He continued,
"When you live in the past,
With its mistakes and regrets,
It is hard. I AM not there.
My name is not I WAS.
"When you live in the future,
With it's problems and fears,
It is hard. I AM not there.
My name is not I WILL BE.
"When you live in this moment,
It is not hard.
I AM here.
My name is I AM."
autor: Helen Mallicoat
The Touch of the Master's Hand
'Twas battered and scarred, and the old auctioneer
Thought it scarcely worth his while
to waste much time on the old violin,
But held it up with a smile:
What am I bidden, good folks," he cried,
"Who'll start the bidding for me?"
"A dollar, a dollar"; then, "Two!" "Only two?
Two dollars, and who'll make it three?
Three dollars, once; three dollars, twice;
going for three ..." but no.
From the room far back, a gray-haired man
Came forward and picked up the bow;
Then, wiping the dust from the old violin,
And tightening the loose strings,
He played a melody pure and sweet
As a caroling angel sings.
The music ceased, and the auctioneer,
With a voice that was quiet and low,
Said; "What am I bidden for the old violin?"
And he held it up with the bow.
"A thousand! And who'll make it two?
Two thousand! And who'll make it three?
Three thousand, once, three thousand, twice,
And going, and gone," said he.
The people cheered, but some of them cried,
"We do not quite understand
What changed it's worth." Swift came the reply:
"The touch of the master's hand."
And many a man with life out of tune,
And battered and scarred with sun,
Is auctioned cheep to the thoughtless crowd,
Much like this old violin.
A "mess of pottage," a glass of wine;
A game; and he travels on.
He is "going" once, "going" twice,
He's "going" and almost "gone."
But the Master comes, and the foolish crowd
Never can quite understand
The worth of a soul and the change that's wrought
By the touch of the Master's hand.
autor: Myra Brooks Welch
They Missed Him!
They were looking for A Lion,
He came as a Lamb,
and they missed Him.
They were looking for a Warrior,
He came as a Peace maker,
and they missed Him.
They were looking for a King,
He came as a Servant,
and they missed Him.
They were looking for Liberation from Rome,
He submitted to the Roman cross,
and they missed Him.
They were looking for a fit to their mold,
He was the mold maker,
and they missed Him.
What are you looking for?
Lion? Warrior? King? Liberator?
What are you looking for?
They were looking for their temporal needs to be met,
He came to meet their eternal need,
and they missed Him.
He came as a Lamb to be sacrificed for your sin.
Will you miss Him?
He came to make peace between God and man.
Will you miss Him?
He came to model servanthood for all mankind.
Will you miss Him?
He came that we might have true Liberty.
Will you miss Him?
He came to give you eternal life.
Will you miss Him?
When we submit to the lamb we will meet the Lion.
Join with the Peacemaker and we will meet the Warrior.
Work with the Servant and we will meet the King.
Walk with the Submitted and we will meet the Liberator.
Concern ourselves with the Eternal and we will have the temporal.
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