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Religious Easter Poems

Religious Easter Poems

The religious Easter poems expresses about the writers feeling for Jesus who gave his life for Christians.

Easter poems have always been a favorite of adults and kids. A really special way to start your Easter morning is writing Easter poems.
There are lots of beautiful Easter poems that have been written, some are serious, some are sweet plus some are cute. Whatever your reason or curiosity about Easter poems, you will find an abundant amount on the internet as well as other places.

Religious Easter Poems

The Religious Easter poems expresses concerning the writers feeling for Jesus who gave his life for Christians. The poem includes the writer’s belief about Jesus rising in the dead after 3 days. Many religious poems express the happiness of Easter and how it is celebrated. One particular religious Easter poems is :-

He loved and died

Religious Easter Poems

Religious Easter Poems

“When He was being beaten and spat upon
When His flesh had been torn by the whip
When His back was scourged,
He then saw me being baptized
and thus He permitted them to achieve this.

When the crown was crushed into His head
As he tasted His own blood
Once the thorns pierced His flesh,
Then He saw me praying
and thus He killed them not.

When His cross am heavy that he fell
As he carried wood on His torn flesh
As he wished simply to move forget about,
Then He saw me in confession,
and thus He got up and stepped onto.

When His hands appeared to be pierced
When He hung from a cross
When His side was bleeding,
He then said I love YOU.
and thus He died.”

Easter Poems Story

Easter stories are designed in the form of poems which explain the significance and meaning of Easter. Descriptive language can be used so that the reader understands and pertains to the poem. Many older children also write short stories conveying them through poems about how exactly the Easter bunny originated. A brief Easter poem:-

Easter

“The Easter Bunny’s feet
Go hop, hop, hop,
While his big pink ears
Go flop, flop, flop.
He’s rushing on his way
To create our eggs on Easter Day,
Having a hop, flop, hop, flop, hop”

Easter Wings

Lord, who createdst man in wealth and store,
Though foolishly he lost exactly the same,
Decaying more and more,
Till he became
Most poor:
With thee
O allow me to rise
As larks, harmoniously,
And sing this very day thy victories:
Then shall the autumn further the flight within me.

My tender age in sorrow did begin:
But still with sicknesses and shame
Thou didst so punish sin,
Which i became
Most thin.
With thee
Allow me to combine
And feel this very day thy victory
For, if I imp my wing on thine,
Affliction shall advance the flight within me.

Beneath Thy Cross

Am I a stone, and never a sheep,
That I can stand, O Christ, beneath thy cross,
To number visit drop Thy Blood’s slow loss,
But not weep?

Not so those women loved
Who with exceeding grief lamented Thee;
Not too fallen Peter weeping bitterly;
Not too the thief was moved;

Not too the Sun and Moon
Which hid their faces inside a starless sky,
A horror of great darkness at broad noon–
I, only I.

Yet give not o’er,
But seek Thy sheep, true Shepherd of the flock;
More than Moses, turn and look once more
And smite a rock.

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