4 result(s) for Jesus Comforter Poems.
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Whispers of Promise
In the hush of twilight's grace,
Where shadows soft and fears embrace,
A gentle voice, a loving sigh,
Promises whispered, not to die.
In stillness deep, my heart finds rest,
With every trial, I am blessed.
For in the quiet, hope ignites,
Jesus, my Comforter, in silent nights.
Through storm and strife, through darkened skies,
His light, a beacon, never lies.
In every tear, in every prayer,
His whispers linger, ever there.
So when the world feels cold and vast,
I hear those promises recast.
In stillness, faith will always bloom,
A garden bright, dispelling gloom.
River of Comfort
In valleys low where shadows creep,
A river flows, its promise deep,
With gentle grace, it sweeps the night,
A soothing balm, a guiding light.
When burdens press and hearts grow frail,
This sacred stream will never fail,
Each whispered prayer, like ripples cast,
Brings peace to wash the sorrows past.
Jesus, Comforter, strong and true,
Your love, like water, breaks on through,
In every storm, in every fear,
Your current brings our spirits near.
So let us drink from faith's embrace,
And find our rest in Your warm grace,
For in Your presence, calm and bold,
The river flows, our hearts consoled.
Promises in the Storm
In tempest's roar, when shadows grow,
A whisper soft, a light to show,
Jesus, the Comforter, draws near,
His promises calming every fear.
The waves may crash, the winds may wail,
But trust in Him, your heart shall not pale.
For in the storm, His love remains,
A shelter strong, where hope sustains.
Through trials fierce and nights so dark,
He guides the way, igniting spark.
With each new dawn, the skies will clear,
In stormy weather, He'll keep you near.
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Embrace of Grace
In shadows deep where sorrows dwell,
A whisper calls, a sacred spell.
With arms outstretched, through night and fear,
The Comforter, forever near.
His love, a balm for weary souls,
In every heart, His presence rolls.
Through trials faced, His light will gleam,
A warm embrace, a tender dream.
Eternal warmth, through storms we feel,
In solitude, His love is real.
A guiding star, so ever bright,
The Comforter, our source of light.
