Easter Poems :- On Easter, all Christians exchange gifts and cards to greet one another. They are one of the potent mediums to express emotions and convey wishes. A great way to add that special touch to the cards and gifts would be to include short Easter poems. The poems can be either religious to be given to your parents or friends or could a funny one for a child. Short poetry expressing personal sentiments are always welcomed by all. Moreover, short poems do not have the risk of being too dull, monotonous or heavy. Anybody who is not much interested in such an endeavor will also appreciate it because a few words can say it all. Go through the lines to find some short poems for Easter.
Easter Is The Gift…
Easter is the gift of HOPE
Easter is the gift of PEACE
Easter is the gift of LOVE
Let us rejoice in Him,
Who gives them all.
May God bless you at Easter,
And keep you all year through.
May God give you all the faith it takes,
To make your dreams come true.
May His love and wisdom always help,
To guide you on your way.
May His light shine down upon you now,
To bless your Easter Day.
The Easter Parade
What shall I wear for the Easter Parade?
A dress that’s the color of marmalade
With a border embroidered
in light blue cornflowers
Like the edge of a meadow
after spring showers
And a matching hat round
as a top you can spin
And elastic to hold it on under my chin
And brand-new shoes
whiter than newly-poured cream
golden buckles that gleam;
And I’ll carry a small purse
of butterfly blue
With a penny for me and a penny for you
To buy us both glasses of cold lemonade
When we walk, hand in hand,
in the Easter Parade.
I Feel It In The Air
I know it’s Easter time again,
I feel it in the air.
The breath of spring with woodsy tang,
And new life everywhere.
And spring glides on with magic touch
O’er mountain side and glen;
And wakens all the sleeping plants
For Easter time again.
The brooklets leap from rock to rock,
As if in joyful play;
The flowers peep from darkened tombs
To welcome Easter Day.
The birds are swinging on the boughs,
And trill in ecstasy;
They seem to show the world’s great joy
Of Easter mystery.
Why should we dread
the thing called death?
It’s just an open door,
Where all within is love and peace
And joy forever more.
“Because I live, you too shall live,”
We hear the Savior say.
Let’s consecrate our lives anew,
On this glad Easter Day.
Meeting the Easter Bunny
On Easter morn at early dawn
before the cocks were crowing
I met a bob-tail bunnykin
and asked where he was going.
“Tis in the house and out the house
Tis round the house and ’bout the house
a-lightly I am going.”
“But what is that of every hue
you carry in your basket?”
“Tis eggs of gold and eggs of blue;
I wonder that you ask it.
“Tis chocolate eggs and bonbon eggs
and eggs of red and gray,
For every child in every house
on bonny Easter day.”
He perked his ears and winked his eye
and twitched his little nose;
He shook his tail — what tail he had —
and stood up on his toes.
“I must be gone before the sun;
the east is growing gray;
Tis almost time for bells to chime.” —
So he hippety-hopped away.
The Easter Bunny
There’s a story quite funny,
About a toy bunny,
And the wonderful things she can do;
Every bright Easter morning,
She colors eggs, red, green, or blue.
Some she covers with spots,
Some with quaint little dots,
And some with strange mixed colors, too
— Red and green, blue and yellow,
But each unlike his fellow
Are eggs of every hue.
And it’s odd, as folks say,
That on no other day
In all of the whole year through,
Does this wonderful bunny,
So busy and funny,
Color eggs of every hue.
If this story you doubt
She will soon find you out,
And what do you think she will do?
On the next Easter morning
She’ll bring you without warning,
Those eggs of every hue.
A Crown of Thorns
There was, upon this earth, a Savior
Who came to cleanse and heal.
He wore a crown of thorns upon His head,
Our souls to ever seal.
He gave up the crown of Glory
That was rightfully His, that day ~
That He came to earth to give
Unto all men, a glorious stay.
He put aside His own sweet crown,
His signet ring that day,
That, maybe, all would come and walk
In His dear righteous way.
He loved us with a love so pure.
On His head He wore a crown of thorns,
That His love would cleanse the world
And man could be reborn.
Mighty is the name of this Savior,
Jesus. He redeemed the day
For all who would accept Him
And walk along His righteous way.
They hung Him upon
an old rugged Cross,
A thief on either side.
But, the day He comes back, again,
He’ll take us to be His bride.
If we give our Hearts to Him
Who bore our shame on Calvary’s Cross,
Though we’ve sinned o’er and o’er,
We’ll suffer no loss …
But, only if we claim Him as Savior
And are not filled with shame.
Then, that fateful day, in Glory,
He’ll proudly proclaim our name.
This is the love of one so dear ~
That He suffered agonizing pain
So, when this life on earth is over,
Through Him, we’ll be joined again.
By His tender mercies and pain
Of a crown of thorns upon His head,
He will raise us up to Glory, as was He
After they pronounced Him dead.
Easter poems for church
He walked the way to the garden –
And blood fell in that place;
Bounded before the rulers,
His blood streamed down His face.
No mercy, grace or pardon
Was granted to Him, here.
But, God was, then, providing
The price for all the years!
My sins were, there, upon Him;
Blood red, then sparkling white!
My hope in Him, eternal,
Brought Heaven into sight!
How can that bright red blood
I do not understand.
But this I know, we’ll never need
Another sacrificial lamb!
He is so very beautiful,
More worthy than any words.
I cannot think of the abyss,
Were His name never heard!
The tomb is but a vacuum,
Drawing earthly souls to Him!
The blood has done it’s mighty work
And we are cleansed from sin!
Would you die for Jesus,
The way He died for you?
Or, would you bow your head
And say, “This, I can’t do?
What if Jesus, Himself, said
To His Father, up above,
“Why do I have to die for them?
They lack in Faith, and Love?”
What if our Heavenly Father said;
“Son, I’ll spare you from the cross.
You don’t have to perish
For the sinners that are lost.”
It would be sad, for all of us,
To look into the face
Of our Father, up above,
Without His Saving Grace.
God could have said,
“I don’t think it’s wise
To punish My Son,
For their wicked demise.”
But, I’m so glad
That God told His Son,
“It’s a huge sacrifice.
But, it has to be done.”
For God loved us so much,
He let His Son take our place;
When He died on that cross,
For the whole human race.
Easter’s when Jesus
Arose from His grave,
Sacrificing His own life,
So that we could be saved.
Gods Only Son
He was God’s only Son, who came here,
for us, to go to Calvary.
It was the only way to wipe away our sins
and win the victory.
He was wounded for our transgressions,
bruised for our sin,
And it’s with His stripes, Oh Lord,
that we are healed and well again.
He shall grow up as a tender plant,
a root out of dry ground.
It is said, ‘He hath no beauty we should desire.’
But, a Savior I have found.
He is despised and rejected of men;
a man of sorrows, I read,
And from Him men’s faces were hid.
Let us plant good seed.
He offered up His dear life to pay for
our sin on Calvary, that day;
Walked up a hill, with thorns in His head,
for our sins He went to pay.
I love Thee, Oh, my Lord.
Thank you for taking away death’s sting.
And, in believing in His only Son,
true freedom it will bring.
Thank you for bearing my grief,
when Thou were not esteemed by man.
You carried our sorrows.
We esteemed Him stricken, smitten, in the land.
All like sheep have gone astray.
Even as He gave His life, all went away.
He was oppressed and afflicted,
and opened not His mouth a word to say.
He conquered evil, through the Cross,
upon Calvary that awesome day.
So, let us pick up our cross and follow
in His footsteps, all the way,
Looking for a brighter tomorrow;
up there with the Father and He,
Who bore the heavy old cross
and gave His sweet life, there at Calvary.
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