Christian Poetry
Poems by Ludmila Moss
Ludmila writes: "I was born in Kiev, Ukraine. I have lived 39 years in the United States. I started writing after receiving the Holy Spirit in 2009. I write mostly in Russian, some in English."
By Ludmila Moss
There is no God, said foolish man, from monkeys we evolved.
God had no part in making us, no, He was not involved.
With millions of years passing by, with each and every day,
Hard labor made a monkey into men we are today.
Another tried convincing us, that we had fishy scales,
We swam in streams and rivers, big heads we had and tails.
That we came from nowhere, and that we have no soul,
And when our earthly lives are done, we'll perish and be gone.
It's all a part of satan's lie, to kill, destroy, deceive,
To separate us all from God, and make us not believe.
I know Who created me, Who made the earth and sky.
Who made the sun, Who made the moon, Who makes it rain and shine.
Yes, I'm God's creation, my forefathers were men,
Created by Almighty God, to reign with Him, Amen!
(© 2013 Ludmila Moss – All rights reserved. Written material may not be duplicated without permission.)
By Ludmila Moss
Oh, Lord, I pray, have mercy on our souls.
I ask for Your forgiveness for man's fall.
That You had lowered Yourself to come to earth,
And had to suffer for our sins upon a cross.
Forgive us for the pain You had withstood,
For crown of thorns, for suffering endured.
For all the evil things that came Your way.
You still, did not withdraw Your love away.
You died, but risen, to Your Abba Father's glory.
Grave couldn't hold You, and the devil lost that day.
I thank You for Your grace and Your forgiveness.
And that Your Holy blood, washed all my sins away.
(© 2013 Ludmila Moss – All rights reserved. Written material may not be duplicated without permission.)
By Ludmila Moss
You are my strength,
You
are my rock,
My
hope and my salvation.
In everything I see Your Hand,
The beauty of creation.
I hear You in a summer rain,
In singing birds and bees.
I see You in white snowflakes,
And in majestic trees.
A rainbow and a laughter,
A beautiful sunrise,
Such happiness and wonder in a little child's eyes
So little can compare to sparkling stars at night.
The smell of flowers in the spring,
Stir senses with delight.
Yet nothing can compare,
To God of earth and sky,
You're Lord of Lords,
You're King of Kings, Creator, El-Shaddai!
(© 2013 Ludmila Moss – All rights reserved. Written material may not be duplicated without permission.)
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