Speak Truth Meekness Christ Bitter Cup

"Speak Truth in Meekness"

Proclaim the word as nourishing a meal,
With voices clothed in tones both soft and mild,
Reviling not, nor speaking words defiled, 
But sharing truth with love that lifts and heals. 

The Lord commands that strife be cast aside,
Contention’s fire is sparked by dark design, 
The hands of peace are blessed by love divine,
Yet bitter words will never turn the tide. 

With humble hearts, in patience we must stand,
For truth is not a sword but healing balm, 
The voice of Christ is merciful and calm,
He calls us forth to teach with guiding hand.

Let meekness shine where anger seeks control,
For love, not strife, will cleanse and lift the soul. 

"Christ, Our Redeemer and Judge"

Upon the throne of light He reigns above,

With power granted from the Father's hand.

The source of mercy, justice He commands,

His judgment balanced, tempered well with love.

He walked in grace, in law He stood approved,

Obedient Son, no fault in Him was found.

Through perfect faith, His righteousness was crowned,

In every act, the will of God He proved.

Not mere deposit marks a soul refined,

Nor hollow rites can change the heart within.

His gospel molds the soul, renews the mind,

Transforms the lost, redeems the scarred from sin.

So let us seek to be, not just to do,

For Christ looks deep—our hearts must be made true.

"The Bitter Cup of Gethsemane"

Alone He knelt beneath the olive shade,

The night grew thick, the weight of sin pressed deep.

With trembling hands, the cup He longed to flee,

Yet still He drank—His love would not evade.

No mortal heart could bear such agony,

Nor body stand beneath the crushing load.

Yet He endured, as crimson sorrow flowed,

Each drop outpoured in love’s pure mystery.

He could have turned, abandoned all in fear,

But mercy bound Him to the task divine.

His suffering seals the hope of yours and mine.

Through silent cries, redemption now draws near.

O bitter cup, through Thee our souls are free,

For Christ has borne the weight eternally.

Content for all 3 poems are based upon D&C Section 19

His Hands, Our Hearts

Upon the rock, where truth and light reside, 

His gospel stands, a beacon shining bright, 

A firm foundation, guiding us aright, 

Though trials rise and shadows dim the light. 

 See not the soul in weakness bound today, 

But what they may become through love divine, 

A child of God whose purpose yet will shine, 

As grace refines and leads them on their way. 

With hands outstretched in mercy we arise, 

To serve, to heal, to be the Lord’s embrace, 

Reflecting Christ in heart, in word, in face, 

That all may feel His love through our own eyes. 

Commit, transform, and guide with steadfast might, 

That all may walk from darkness into light.

No previous poem written about DC 18

 "Eternal Witness Seen"

I see the witness, hear the Word anew,
Stand firm in faith, unwavering, commit,
With sharpened thought, discern and ponder it,
For what is worth the most to each of you?

A voice resounds from worlds beyond our view,
Its message clear—proclaim, let none omit,
With fervent heart, declare the words that fit,
That souls may turn, repent, and live anew.

Can you profess the sight your soul embraced?
The three stand firm, their words a beacon bright,
With purpose shining forth in sacred light.
God’s book revealed, by prophecy traced.

God’s Book is given, now to every land,
Translated clear by His divine command.


Previous Poem written 2021-02-21 about D&C 14-17

"I see the witness"

See the Word and hear to know it.
Stand as witness, keep faith, not quit.
With sharpness of thought listen through,
Do you know what's most worth to you?

A voice comes from eternal worlds
With power of heart tell his words.
Bring souls to repent, no falter,
To the kingdom of our Father.

Can you say that your eyes beheld?
Testimony of three upheld.
God's Book of Mormon is declared.
Translated now it can be shared.

Repent and Go Forth

Repent and Go Forth

 

With heavy heart and mind consumed by night,

My past mistakes weigh heavy on my soul,

Yet mercy heals and makes the wounded whole,

Restored anew, I press toward the light.

But haste without the strength to guide our way,

Can lead to stumbling, faltering in despair,

For Satan tempts and lures us to his snare,

Distracting hearts that seek the narrow way.

His lies would twist the doctrine we hold true,

Contending where the Lord commands us peace,

Yet faith prevails, and doubts begin to cease,

As hearts embrace the light and will to do. Prepare to serve, take up the sword with might,

Built on the Rock, go forth in truth and light.

Previous Poem 2021-02-07 D&C 10-11

Repent and go forth

With heavy heart and darkened mind

Results of my actions defined.

Restored, Now to work we must go.

Run faster than strength brings great woe.

Master plan of destruction

Satan's evil plan, distraction.

Inspires against every action.

Can we avoid his deception,

Over doctrine he prefers contention.

Am I prepared to serve

Join this great work of the Lord

First a desire to lift my sword.

Enlighten my mind filled with joy.

Keep commands, help build not destroy.

Now seek the Word in standard works.

Built on the Rock brings many perks.

Knock on Heaven's Door

"Knocking on Heaven's Door"

If seekers knock, then truth they'll surely find,  
A whisper flows from realms on high above,  
Revealing wisdom wrought with endless love,  
For hearts that long for light are ever kind.  

For in the mind the Savior's words resound,  
They lift the heart to ever soar on high,  
And banish doubts as darker shadows fly,  
Filling souls with truth that does abound.  

For if you fail to think it through with care,
The likelihood is that He bids you review,
To mull it over, letting insights ensue,
And illuminate the path that is clear.

So knock, dear soul, upon that hallowed door,  
And find in faith a light forevermore.

Previous Poem 2021-01-31 D&C 06-09

Have you knocked lately?

Finding the truth by those that knock

Humbly Seek celestial talk.

Sacred secrets you too can find.

If your true search is so inclined.

For In your mind the Lord will speak.

Your heart respond's for it's not weak.

Aware that fear enters your heart.

Push it out, add faith and be smart.

Question begs of Apostle Paul.

The Lord gives answer to us all.

He has continued to prepare

For the Lord's return was his prayer.

Fields of Divine Harvest

Against the Lord, no mortal hand prevails,

For He discerns the hearts of all mankind,

His purpose firm, His work none can unbind,

Though man may falter, still His grace unveils.

From smallest seed, the wondrous work begins,

In hearts and minds, it blossoms and ascends,

A beacon bright, its light to earth extends,

Transforming souls, erasing countless sins.

With fervent zeal, in service we should strive,

Let faith and wisdom guide our every deed,

For in the field, the harvest waits indeed,

The time has come to gather, thresh, and thrive.

Rise now, above the fleeting earthly gain,

God's voice will call, His message not in vain.

"Harvest of the Heart"

What challenge calls, surpassing all our dreams?

What work demands our heart, our might, our soul?

A task where faith and labor make us whole, 

A cause far greater than it ever seems. 

Lift up your eyes; behold the golden streams, 

The fields await, their fruit a glistening goal.

Swing forth your tool, let steady hands control,

For harvest thrives on quiet, steady beams. 

Each day renew the edge of sharpened steel.

Let hope and faith illuminate the way.

As heaven guides and lightens your dismay,

With charity your labors will reveal.

Drink at the fount, and rise with strength anew, 

For fields are ripe, and harvest calls to you.

Previous poem 

2021-01-24 D&C 03-05

Harvest the Warning

Unholy hands extend against

From God the thoughts of men not fenced.

For He has seen the future clear

His work proceeds without much fear.

It began small to penetrate

Both the beating hearts and minds great.

This change is a marvel to all,

A wonder that started to crawl.

Serve God with greatest emotion.

Spirit focused on devotion.

Grow intellect with great focus.

Your muscles flexed are not hopeless.

Yep this field's ready to gather.

Much more gold than you can father.

Cut the wheat with a sharp sickle.

Walk by faith more than a little.

Rise above all that is mundane.

let the temporal go down the drain.

Now don't take lightly the warning.

Promised that he would be callin'.

"Harvest of the Heart"

What challenge calls, surpassing all our dreams?
What work demands our heart, our might, our soul?
A task where faith and labor make us whole, 
A cause far greater than it ever seems. 

Lift up your eyes; behold the golden streams, 
The fields await, their fruit a glistening goal.
Swing forth your tool, let steady hands control,
For harvest thrives on quiet, steady beams. 

Each day renew the edge of sharpened steel.
Let hope and faith illuminate the way.
As heaven guides and lightens your dismay,
With charity your labors will reveal.

Drink at the fount, and rise with strength anew, 
For fields are ripe, and harvest calls to you.