Shadow, shadow of the night
Into skies star's twinkling bright,
Woes of the year ceased to be
While my friends I must see;
Unto the day the merry bell
Ringing joyfully doth foretell
That we are ours own.
Clear and fine as we
Shinning about Christmas tree
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MAGDALENE : JEWEL OF JESUS
She was the Chosen
a beckoned one
to ignite His speeches
smooth it with her own
illustrious strength
‘Courage against Odds’
marked her inner Jewel
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J-Jubilation
O-Ornaments
Y-Yuletide
A-Abba
N-Nativity
D-Divinity
M-Mistletoe
A-And
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pull off those grave clothes
those condemnation and shame robes
stop letting the devil blame you
and keep you from your destiny
every word he speaks is blasphemy
he doesn't have the victory
God came to save you and raise you
don't listen to the enemy's lies
let God fight your corner
pull out your sword and shield
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I’m more fragile than I could ever know. Apart from Jesus, I’m a no one.
I know that I should be better, stronger and filled with laughter. But there’s sorrow, complexity, and a mind full of old memories.
I feel so light when I feel Him, even though He only knows I miss it. It has been a while ever since I felt it that way, but I can see sparks of His glory anyway.
Let me refer directly to Him. Lord, I’m so sorry for the mess inside of me.
My thoughts, my words, my actions are disastrous. But inside of me, there’s a heart fully inclined to be your servant.
I’m tired of committing the same mistakes over and over again. I fight hard but I fail, i don’t deserve You, this I can say.
But You Lord, You don’t deserve me as well. For you are perfect, and I am no one to be counted even as Jesus’ slave. For you are Higher than We could ever tell.
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MAGDALENE : JEWEL OF JESUS
She was the Chosen
a beckoned one
to ignite His speeches
smooth it with her own
illustrious strength
‘Courage against Odds’
marked her inner Jewel
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The enemy delights on my temple, and when I feast on the world, he is the Host.
He cut off my nose in hopes that my anger would grow.
His hand clenches my liver and the other guides my tongue.
With every breath of his sweet air that I take, I deny the gift of life from my lungs.
And when I'm dead, will he be at the gates to represent me in the Lord's court in attempt to allegate?
With every step I take into the light, he fills my heels with lead.
But the Lord will make mine like Hinds' feet and rebuke the Devil's tread.
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mint green Christmas and
star shaped poinsettias point
at the golden hour
red plant revelry
and hoot owl's quiet in snow
mauve sun is setting
pretty centerpiece
where loved ones gather laughing
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These are Christmas poems by Michael R. Burch. Some are darker Christmas poems and heretical Christmas poems.
The First Christmas
by Michael R. Burch
’Twas in a land so long ago . . .
the lambs lay blanketed in snow
and little children everywhere
sat and watched warm embers glow
and dreamed (of what, we do not know).
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Puzzles filled the paths of the Magi. Each stone was a gem.
Every gleam and nurture of nature shone like Bethlehem.
Each ray of sun and drop of shower, they gladly explored
Could they quench their thirst by anyone except their own lord?
Could Herod hide the spark of untruth in his tongue for long?
Nipping in bud, the good news of Jesus in him was strong.
Did he know that ending your life would end his life as well?
The Scriptures and sciences seemed to him like souls of hell.
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