Gospel Poems
These poems are about the good news of Jesus Christ and about sharing His gospel with others. They’ll help you…
– Discover or rediscover the good news of salvation through Jesus Christ
– Dig deeper into what the gospel means for your life today
– Find encouragement as you share that good news with others
Top Gospel Poems
Searching for Freedom
You’ve searched the world for freedom
But find you’re still not free;
The prize seems so elusive –
What secret could there be?
You’ve broken rules aplenty,
Thrown caution to the wind,
Indulged your inner passions,
Rebelled and often sinned.
But still the satisfaction
You’ve sought for all this time
Is missing till you wonder,
What’s left to try or climb?
…
Just Take One Step
If you’ve wandered far away
Don’t know where to start today
Take one step
You don’t have to see ahead
Little actions conquer dread
Take one step
If you cannot see the light
Ask the Lord to guide you right
Take one step
Take the step you see right now
More will open up somehow
Take one step
…
God Didn’t Have to Care
Enthroned in perfect splendor
God didn’t have to care
About rebellious creatures
Who sinned and faced despair.
Yet love defined His nature –
He wouldn’t turn away
From those that He’d created
Though we had gone astray.
He felt our pain and sorrow
And grieved that we were lost;
He set His mind to save us
Despite the awful cost.
…
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No Plus Ones for Heaven
No Plus Ones for Heaven
There’s no plus ones for heaven –
Each entry stands alone
And those who wish to enter
Must each secure their own.
No matter how I’d like to
Ensure you have a place,
You must apply directly
To have a share of grace.
But God’s so rich in mercy
That all who come receive,
And all who ask are given
His gift when they believe.
So friend, I now invite you
To come above with me
For Jesus gives salvation
That’s lasting, sure, and free.
And if you’re bound for glory,
Then won’t you go invite
Some other souls to join you?
Let’s fill His house of light.
Christina Joy Hommes
Thank You for Your Love
Thank You for Your Love
My God, I come in humble awe
And thank You for Your love
So vast, so deep, so wonderful
It lifts my heart above.
That God Himself would come to earth
Rejected, tested, poor,
Then take my sin with all its shame
To open heaven’s door.
That Jesus Christ would bear my guilt
And wear it on the tree –
Unjustly lifted up to die
To show His love for me.
That on the cross as darkness fell
And heaven turned away,
He gave Himself to pay my debt
To wash my sins away.
That three days on He broke the chains
That bound me to the grave –
He rose again to live and reign,
To pardon, rescue, save.
That when I was an enemy
He set His love on me
And sent His Spirit in my heart
To make these blind eyes see.
That when I came with nothing good
To offer at His throne,
He welcomed me with matchless grace
To take me as His own.
That though I sin and often fall
He loves me just the same
And lets me have a special part
To magnify His Name.
That when I’m weak and feeling low,
He proves His love indeed
With comfort, strength, and tender care
To meet my every need.
That in a world so marred by sin
He sends such pure delight
With blessings, gifts, provisions, too,
To bring me joy and light.
That someday soon He’ll take me home
To realms of endless love
Where He’s prepared a perfect place
To dwell with me above.
That endless years will never dull
The perfect joy we’ll share,
The oneness of eternal love
To which He’s made me heir.
Oh, what a love I see displayed
In all Your gracious ways!
Lord, help me love You more, I pray,
And lift eternal praise.
Christina Joy Hommes
By Grace Not Works
By Grace Not Works
My works can never save me
Or pay the debt I owe
To get me into heaven
Or wash me white as snow.
Each moment’s full allegiance
Belongs to God my King
And can’t make up for past ones –
There’s nothing spare to bring.
My best attempts are tainted,
My purest thoughts are flawed,
So on my own I’m helpless
To try to get to God.
But Jesus Christ my Savior
Came down to earth for me,
Completely pure and sinless
To set the guilty free.
He took my sinful record
As if it was His own
Then died to buy my pardon,
To rescue and atone.
He paid my debt completely,
Washed all my sin away,
And rose to give me access
To God’s eternal day.
There’s nothing I can give Him
To add to what He’s done –
He did it all and gives me
The freedom that He won.
I cannot earn or merit
This gift of love divine –
By grace alone He saved me
And made His mercy mine.
Christina Joy Hommes
At Christ’s Expense
At Christ’s Expense
At Christ’s expense my soul is free
From sin and guilt and shame;
He paid the price to pardon me –
All glory to His Name!
At Christ’s expense I now belong
As child of God and heir;
My Father’s love is vast and strong
And keeps me in His care.
At Christ’s expense I have a home
That He’s prepared for me;
He made the way for me to come
And offered me the key.
At Christ’s expense I have a song,
True hope, real joy, God’s peace,
And while the ages roll along
His praise will never cease.
At Christ’s expense though I was poor
God made me rich in grace,
And now in Christ forevermore
I’ll share my Savior’s place.
Christina Joy Hommes
“For ye know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, that, though He was rich, yet for your sakes He became poor, that ye through His poverty might be rich.” 2 Corinthians 8:9
Claim It All
Claim It All
I have a mighty Champion
Who pleads the rights He won
Not for Himself but for my sake
Because of all He’s done.
He fought to buy these privileges –
He gave His life to gain
A glorious, bright inheritance
Through sorrow’s deepest pain.
He will not let the honors fade
For which He gave His life
Or let me have a partial share
Of what He won through strife.
So as He sits upon His throne
Now robed in victory
He intercedes on my behalf
To plead His cause for me.
He sees my interest as His own
In all that He procured
And now demands the total prize
For which He once endured.
So why should I, through guilt or fear,
Hold back or forfeit ought
That Christ Himself desires I have
And with His life-blood bought?
Arise, my soul, and claim the whole
Your Advocate has won
To thus lift high His mighty Name
And praise the work He’s done.
Christina Joy Hommes
“Wherefore He is able also to save them to the uttermost that come unto God by Him, seeing He ever liveth to make intercession for them.” Hebrews 7:25
Too Good to Be True?
Too Good to Be True?
Too good to be true
Were people the pledge
Of such an amazing salvation,
But God is the One
The Scriptures allege
Who offers such wondrous redemption.
There’s nothing too hard
That God cannot do –
There’s nothing to do but believe it;
He cannot tell lies,
His promise is true –
There’s nothing to do but receive it.
Rejoice then, my soul,
Let hope be your praise
And rest in His great “Whosoever;”
With love, joy, and faith
Your anthem now raise –
God’s mercy and grace are forever.
Christina Joy Hommes
The Hour We Went Astray
The Hour We Went Astray
The day we sinned against Him
And broke God’s law and heart,
He made a lasting promise
To save us from the start.
His love is so abundant,
His grace so deep and wide,
He promised us a Savior
The day we fell and died.
As God pronounced sin’s curses
He spoke a blessing too
Which shows His loving purpose
To rescue me and you.
The tempter would be vanquished
By Christ, the woman’s Seed,
And Adam’s sons and daughters
From sin and Satan freed.
Our curse was turned to blessing,
And night was turned to day,
As grace much more abounded
The hour we went astray.
Christina Joy Hommes
“And I will put enmity between thee and the woman, and between thy seed and her Seed; It shall bruise thy head, and thou shalt bruise His heel.” Genesis 3:15
What Will You Choose?
What Will You Choose?
Each day we face a simple choice
For darkness or for light,
For life or death, for truth or lies,
To do what’s wrong or right.
In Eden, too, the choice was made
To trust the Lord or not;
They ate the fruit, chose death and pain –
And that was what they got.
But Jesus came and took our death
To offer life once more;
Now you must choose it for yourself
For He’s the only door.
And then each day we face a choice
Of who we will believe –
God leads us right and offers life
But Satan will deceive.
So choose God’s path and trust His Word
To guide you in the light;
In time you’ll find that in the end
The Lord is always right.
Christina Joy Hommes
Searching for Freedom
Searching for Freedom
You’ve searched the world for freedom
But find you’re still not free;
The prize seems so elusive –
What secret could there be?
You’ve broken rules aplenty,
Thrown caution to the wind,
Indulged your inner passions,
Rebelled and often sinned.
But still the satisfaction
You’ve sought for all this time
Is missing till you wonder,
What’s left to try or climb?
Perhaps your definition
Is leading you astray
In all the wrong directions
That never seem to pay.
True freedom comes from knowing
The One who made your soul,
Who loves you and designed you
And sees you as a whole.
In yielding to His guidance
There’s freedom bright and true
And lasting satisfaction
Where nothing else will do.
We’re not our own creators,
Can’t set the bigger rules;
Ignoring God’s instructions
Will only make us fools.
He says we’re always serving
The flesh or Christ the Lord –
The one brings death and bondage,
The other great reward.
Christ breaks the chains that bind us
And sets His people free
To find the path of freedom
That earthly eyes can’t see.
His law of love brings freedom,
His yoke makes labor light,
His warnings and directions
Will lead to true delight.
It seems a contradiction,
But that’s the only way
To really find true freedom
That satisfies today.
You’re free to choose your pathway
But not the end it brings,
So choose the path of freedom
Where all you’ve sought begins.
Christina Joy Hommes
“And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.” John 8:32
“If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed.” John 8:36
You Came for Me
You Came for Me
Lord Jesus, in your mercy
You came to earth for me;
You left your perfect splendor
With all your majesty.
You took a human body,
Felt hunger, cold, and pain,
Were hated and rejected,
And felt temptation’s strain.
Yet all the time you bore it
Without the least complaint –
No sinful thoughts or motives
Broke through your self restraint.
Your words were true and gracious,
Your actions good and right,
You always served the Father –
A bright and shining light.
Though pure you took my burden
Of sinful guilt and shame –
Condemned to die though perfect
While sinners mocked your Name.
You gave Your life to save me
And shed Your blood for me;
Though I deserved the treatment,
You took it willingly.
Then, when your work was finished,
You bowed your head and died;
They sealed the tomb and guarded
Your body crucified.
The story wasn’t over –
That Sunday you arose
Triumphant in your conquest
That crushed our darkest foes.
The strength of sin was broken,
Death died in infamy,
The devil was defeated,
My guilty heart set free.
You wore my sin and sorrow
So I could wear your crown,
Your righteousness now clothes me
And nothing weighs me down.
What boundless grace and mercy
Would send you all this way
And set your love upon me
To wash my sins away?
I know I can’t explain it,
No songs can tell the whole,
But how I love and praise you
With all my heart and soul!
Christina Joy Hommes