Inspiring poems about God's love to remind you how much God loves each and every one of us. These Christian poems express the joy of knowing how much God cares and loves every person He has created. You can also see expressions of how we may feel if we did not have God's love as a refuge.
God's love for us is a great gift!
The Fullness Of His Love
by Frances Ridley Havergal
The fullness of His blessing encompasseth our way;
The fullness of His promises crowns every brightening day;
The fullness of His glory is beaming from above,
While more and more we realize the fullness of His love.
This valley rest be thine,
Rest nobly won, thine by the toil of years;
Rest which has come of struggle and of tears;
Sweet prelude to the rest of higher spheres;
Here, evermore entwine
Such fragrant flowers as grew in Eden's bliss,
And never bloom except in vales like this.
Home's sweetest rest is here;
Love's golden throne! Love's coronation day!
Love weaves for thee her softest, sweetest lay,
Love walks with thee in love's delicious way, -
White robed, with heart sincere,-
She lisps of all things, beautiful and good,
And bathes thy brow with tears of gratitude.
Though in the valley still.
Thy saintly years are as the mountain's height,
Where widening visions burst upon thy sight,
And gardens of thy toil blossom in light;
Bright hopes thy spirit fill.
While tides of joy in softest murmurs roll,
And home's sweet loves are song birds of the soul.
God's love is over all!
In measure broader than the broadest sea.
In all its nature perfect purity.
In full "Baptisms" may it come to thee,
Baptisms few nor small,
Then sing anew thy mother's cherished psalms,
Till altogether wave victorious palms.
Love Of God Poet: F. W. Faber
For the love of God is broader
Than the measure of mankind;
And the heart of the Eternal
Is most wonderfully kind.
If our love were but more simple
We should take Him at his word;
And our lives would be all sunshine
In the sweetness of our Lord.
God's patient love! Misunderstood
By hearts that suffer in the night.
Doubted - yet waiting till Heaven's light
Shall show how all things work for good.
God's endless Love! What will it be
When earthly shadows flee away,
For all eternity's bright day
The unfolding of that Love to see!
Great Gift Poet: Alaurice Francis Egan
If we love God, we know what loving is,
For love is God's, He sent it to the earth,
Half human, half divine, all glorious, -
Half human, half divine, but wholly His;
Not loving God, we know not love's true worth,
We taste not the great gift He gave to us.
Gift Of Heaven Poet: Unknown
Oh never mind the months and days;
The things that people wear
Are all outside; there's something else
That's ever young and fair.
'Tis love that makes the joy of life,
Love - the best gift of Heaven.
Like a cradle rocking, rocking,
Silent, peaceful to and fro,
Like a mother's sweet looks dropping
On the little face below, -
Hangs the green earth, swinging, turning,
Jarless, noiseless, safe and slow;
Falls the light of God's face bending
Down, and watching us below.
And as feeble babes that suffer,
Toss and cry, and will not rest.
Are the ones the tender mother
Holds the closest, loves the best.
So when we are weak and wretched,
By our sins weighed down, distressed,
Then it is that God's great patience
Holds us closest, loves us best.
O great Heart of God! whose loving
Cannot hindered be nor crossed;
Will not weary, will not even
In our death itself be lost, -
Love divine! of such great loving
Only mothers know the cost, -
Cost of love, which, all love passing,
Gave a Son to save the lost.
God Hears Poet: Whittier
The dear God hears and pities all,
He knoweth all our wants,
And what we blindly ask of Him
His love withholds or grants.
And so I sometimes think our prayers
Might well be merged in one,
And nest and perch, and hearth and church,
Repeat " Thy will be done."
Life's shadows fluctuate; God's love does not,
And His love is unchanged, when it changes our lot.
Looking up to this light, which is common to all,
And down to these shadows on each side that fall,
In Time's silent circle, so various for each.
Is it nothing to know that they never can reach
So far, but that light lies beyond them forever?
God Is Love Poet: John Bowring
I cannot always trace the way
Where Thou, Almighty One, dost move,
But I can always, always say,
That God is love.
When fear her chilling mantle throws
O'er earth, my soul to heaven above,
As to her native home, upsprings,
For God is love.
When mystery clouds my darkened path,
I'll check my dread, my doubts reprove;
In this my soul sweet comfort hath,
That God is love.
Yes, God is love; a thought like this
Can every gloomy thought remove,
And turn all tears, all woes, to bliss,
For God is love.
There's Not A.... Poet: G. Griffin
There's not a flower that decks the vale,
There's not a beam that lights the mountain,
There's not a shrub that scents the gale.
There's not a wind that stirs the fountain,
There's not a hue that paints the rose.
There's not a leaf around us lying;
But in its use some beauty shows,
God's love to us and love undying!
God's All-Embracing Love Poet: Eliza Scudder
Thou grace divine, encircling all,
A soundless, shoreless sea
Wherein at last our souls shall fall;
O love of God most free,
When over dizzy steeps we go
One soft hand blinds our eyes,
The other leads us, safe and slow,
O love of God, most wise!
And though we turn us from thy face,
And wander wide and long,
Thou hold'st us still in thine embrace,
O love of God most strong!
The saddened heart, the restless soul,
The toil-worn frame and mind,
Alike confess thy sweet control,
O love of God most kind!
But not alone thy care we claim
Our wayward steps to win;
We know thee by a dearer name,
O love of God, within!
And filled and quickened by thy breath
Our souls are strong and free
To rise o'er sin, and fear, and death,
O love of God, to thee!
When the burdens of life get too heavy
And what should be sweet seems as gall,
I go on a soul-cleansing journey
That shows me the need of it all.
Away from Life's troubled pathway,
Through the valley and up the hill,
To the peak of a lofty summit where
The pulse of the world stands still;
There I see God's love all about me
In the wonderful things He has made,
And peacefully return from the Silence
To take up my life unafraid.
O Love Divine Poet: Clara McAlister Brooks
O love divine! no soul has e'er
Thy wondrous depths explored;
O priceless gift! we fain would have
Thy riches on us poured.
Let mortals join with all their might,
Let earth and heaven both unite
To sing- thy praise by day and night;
The half can ne'er be told.
O love divine, what treasures yet
Within thy coffers lie!
The gold and silver of the earth
Would not thy riches buy.
E'en though the sands upon the shore
Of every sea should turn to ore
Of choicest metal, 'twere no more
Than naught compared to thee.
O love divine, in thee our souls
Eternal pleasures find,
Surpassing all that earth could give,
Were all its powers combined.
Thy music sweet we love to sing,
Our spirits ever to thee would cling;
An offering now of praise we bring
In humble sacrifice.
O love divine, 'tis wonderful
That mortals here below
May share thy grace most excellent,
Thy wondrous power know!
Around our hearts forever entwine,
And let thy beauties in us shine,
That we may be, O love divine,
Completely lost in thee.
The Love Of God Poet: Unknown
Could we with ink the ocean fill.
Were the whole world of parchment made.
Were every single stick a quill,
Were every man a scribe by trade;
To write the love of God alone
Would drain the ocean dry;
Nor could the scroll contain the whole
Though stretched from sky to sky.