Christian Poetry; If in this life only we have hope in Christ 1 Corinthians 15.19

1 Corinthians 15 19 If in this life only we have hope in Christ, we are of all men the most pitiable.
Christians are the pride and property of Christ. He who puts His trust in the Lord is never shamed. If Christ did not exist, the word pity would be the most pitiable thing above all, but we pity and thus it is more than precious unto every man. Praise God beloved.

Christ is sin and Christ is death!
Christ is King and this Christ surely liveth!

For in my sins I am most pitiable, possibly among you all
Yes, Christ; more than Nehemiah, built me-an everlasting new wall.
I have done things in my past,
things of shame, the things of dust
But Christ has redeemed me, that I see of the Spirit I did not before
That in this life henceforth, I should never be pitiable, but live abundantly more!

Christ is my death, lest I have no life
Christ is the ring of promise, lest the bride shall remain not a wife
For do you not know that once we were not a people
But Christ says get up my friend, arise and walk, you are no longer a cripple!

This life is pitiable, this world is unbearable
And before you blame fruits, I don’t think what Eve ate was really an apple
For those have sugars, yet this world is a salty world
Salt makes the soup delicious, but the salt of this world makes wild even the heart of a child!
Pity and pitiable, the music they play, that life is nothing without beer, girls and money
If gold and blings are so important, why did God describe the land of wealth not with silver; but milk and honey?
See they blind us to chase the dollar, and leave behind the preaching Creflo
Yet a man’s worth is not in his possessions, see a man is just as tall on the fourth as he is on the groundfloor!

What if Christ never existed, He was just not there? Then I tell you all, pain! Our faith is only in vain

Thus some would mock that the Bible calls Him our Vine, maybe that’s why we should have more wine, perhaps running in each and every vein?

You are pitiable, is it me or is it you?
Keep playing cat and mice, friend; this game is never for two!

But slow down for a moment, if Christ never existed brother, then the word pity would be most pitiable among all men!

For Christ is the end of the law for us, that the accuser may never point at the righteous by faith with a blaming finger: not before, not now, not ever when and then!

So while you count me a loss, because I reject drugs and promiscuousness
I count Christ my gain, the One who set me on high, paying my debt with the priceless blood of righteousness.

For a moment I might feel the pity is on me, but the Spirit is my comfort, I shall fear no evil!
I got the power of attorney, Christ has set in my hand His highness authority, this battle is not mine, I come in the name of the Lord, devil this fight is civil!
Let the weak say I am strong, for while we were still sinners, the Son became a man
Let the thief say I am plundered, for his glory is short lived, and his story has been ban!

1 Corinthians 15 19 If in this life only we have hope in Christ, we are of all men the most pitiable.
Luke 23.34…believing in Jesus name, Amen.

For those who are lost and broken in the world, seeking pleasure in the trending ending ends
I say a prayer for you, Father forgive them for they know not what they call friends!
A friend could die for you, and that wonderful friend is Jesus, who made Moses master of water, both in the wilderness and in the basket
This is the Man who shows pity, and makes assurance that death nor sorrow, poverty or fear, neither has power to hold us in a casket!

 

He showed pity on me!
I’m proud He lives, hence now I live!
He rose from the dead,
this world is not my home, I; plan to leave!
My hope is not in waste
neither faith a wind in haste
He lives, yes He lives! There is no one in the tomb
He lives, yes He lives! Heaven awaits me with joy, for the day I bounce out of this womb!

Having known Him a little for now, yet there He will answer all in full,
I proclaim the Bible wisdom, let earth call me the furthest fool!

My eyes do not reach Damascus, I am appointed impaired on the outside that on the inside I may perceive
I do not need your pity that I’m “missing the fun”. I content in His, though I see not, I still choose to believe.

The precious things in life are not seen nor spent, like truth, hope and love; they are all freely given…
So you can go ahead and keep your doughnuts, I don’t trust in the traditions of men. I am allergic to that leaven!

The knowledge of man remains as rags, for none gives himself a name at birth, so what is a self-honoured title even in death?
I tell you today that He is risen indeed, Jesus is my strength, and is my shield, my daily bread! By His stripes I am healed and full of health!

I’m a Fresh Fruit Of Faith, I am grown on Christ the tree of life, where branches bear in multiples, others in thousands, other hundreds, even in the tens some!
There’s room for more, you will never sing the song that you are pitiable anymore.
Read the sign on the doorposts, the blood of Christ who lives, says that “You are very Welcome!”

 

1 Corinthians 15 19 If in this life only we have hope in Christ, we are of all men the most pitiable.
Matthew 16
12 Then they understood that He did not tell them to beware of the leaven of bread, but of the doctrine of the Pharisees and Sadducees.

2 Comments

  1. Very true in deed .Those who are in Christ Jesus they have been transformed to new creatures since His holy blood washed away our sins.And this what makes us to be proud Christians. May His name be praised and adored because He liveth forever.Amen

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