Poems begining by P

Psalm 95:1-3; 6-8

© The Bible

O come let us worship and bow down,


Let us kneel before the Lord our maker

Psalm 89:13-17

© The Bible

Mighty is your arm, O Lord


Your hand, exalted and strong

Psalm 71:1-5

© The Bible

In you, O Lord, do I put my trust


And in you, I take refuge

Psalm 51:6-9

© The Bible

Behold, you desire truth


Within the inner parts

Psalm 139:13-16

© The Bible

For you did knit me together


In the womb, before my birth

Psalm 130: 5-8

© The Bible

Wait with expectancy


For the Lord to come through

Psalm 119:166-171

© The Bible

I eagerly hope and wait


For your salvation, O Lord

Psalm 103: 1-5

© The Bible

Bless the Lord, O my soul


And all that is within me

Psalm 1:1-3

© The Bible

Blessed are you that do not walk


In the counsel of the unwise,

Proverbs 28:13

© The Bible

If we keep hiding away our sin


And cover our transgressions up

Proverbs 2:1-7

© The Bible

If you will receive God's words


And treasure all His commands

Proverbs 18:10

© The Bible

The name of the Lord


Is such a strong tower,

Philippians 4: 13

© The Bible

I have strength for all things


Through Christ who empowers me,

Pro Patria

© Seaman Owen

England, in this great fight to which you go Because, where Honour calls you, go you must,Be glad, whatever comes, at least to know You have your quarrel just.

Pibroch of Donuil Dhu

© Sir Walter Scott

Pibroch of Donuil Dhu, Pibroch of Donuil,Wake thy wild voice anew, Summon Clan-Conuil.Come away, come away, Hark to the summons!Come in your war array, Gentles and commons.

Paradise Lost

© Scott Francis Reginald

Before any tree grewOn the ground,Or clip of bird wingMade sound,

Philander's Song

© Sir Charles George Douglas Roberts

(from "The Sprightly Pilgrim")

Parable

© Reibetanz John

The first time I appreciatedthe story of the prodigal sonand how -- to the chagrinof the righteous brother who'd stayedat home minding his mannersalong with the company store --the father laid on dinnerwith cakes and wine galorewhen the selfish oaf went brokeand came running home for a blessing,instead of giving him a dressing-down, and a swift kick,

was when, a father myself,I tried my hand at bakingangels: thin, delicatemiracles -- performed without breakinga single wing! Forty-six,and then the last two felland shattered

Prais'd be Diana's Fair and Harmless Light

© Ralegh Sir Walter

Prais'd be Diana's fair and harmless light;Prais'd be the dews wherewith she moists the ground;Prais'd be her beams, the glory of the night;Prais'd be her power by which all powers abound.

Pack up your Troubles in your Old Kit-bag

© Powell George Henry

Private Perks is a funny little codger With a smile, a funny smile