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Communion and Confirmation Poems

Poems on Communion and Confirmation

Psalms and Bible Verses for
First Communions and Confirmations

Are you looking for some special poems for a First Communion or Confirmation for a greeting card.? We have some classic poems, as well as Psalms and Bible Verses.


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Classic Communion/Confirmation Poetry


No Coward Soul Is Mine
by Emily Jane Brontë


No coward soul is mine,
No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere:
I see Heaven's glories shine,
And faith shines equal, arming me from Fear.

O God within my breast,
Almighty, ever-present Deity!
Life - that in me hast rest,
As I - Undying Life- have power in Thee!

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Holy Communion.
by Ada Cambridge


Therefore accept from me,
Through His hands, now, my weak and wavering will;
And deign my heart's deep longing to fulfil,
As it seems best to Thee.

Pour down Thy healing light
Into the dark depths of my soul this day;
Dissolve the mists and shadows - oh, I pray,
Let it no more be night!

Ada Cambridge (1844 - 1926) was an English-born Australian writer.

I Never Saw a Moor
by Emily Dickinson


I never saw a moor,
I never saw the sea;
Yet know I how the heather looks,
And what a wave must be.

I never spoke with God,
Nor visited in heaven;
Yet certain am I of the spot
As if the chart were given.

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (1830 - 1886) was an American poet.


A Hymn
by Paul Laurence Dunbar


Lead gently, Lord, and slow,
For oh, my steps are weak,
And ever as I go,
Some soothing sentence speak;

That I may turn my face
Through doubt's obscurity
Toward thine abiding-place,
E'en tho' I cannot see.

For lo, the way is dark;
Through mist and cloud I grope,
Save for that fitful spark,
The little flame of hope.

Lead gently, Lord, and slow,
For fear that I may fall;
I know not where to go
Unless I hear thy call.

My fainting soul doth yearn
For thy green hills afar;
So let thy mercy burn--
My greater, guiding star!

Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872 - 1906) was an African-American poet,
novelist and playwright.



Bread of the World
by Reginald Heber


Bread of the world, in mercy broken,
Wine of the soul, in mercy shed,
By whom the words of life were spoken,
And in whose death our sins are dead:
Look on the heart by sorrow broken,
Look on the tears by sinners shed;
And be Thy feast to us the token
That by Thy grace our souls are fed.

Reginald Heber (1783 - 1826)


O
by Mary Sidney Herbert Countess of Pembroke


Oh, what a lantern, what a lamp of light
Is thy pure word to me
To clear my paths and guide my goings right!
I swore and swear again,
I of the statues will observer be,
Thou justly dost ordain.
The heavy weights of grief oppress me sore:
Lord, raise me by the word,
As thou to me didst promise heretofore.
And this unforced praise
I for an off'ring bring, accept, O Lord,
And show to me thy ways,
What if my life lie naked in my hand,
To every chance exposed!
Should I forget what thou dost me command?
No, no, I will not stray
From thy edicts though round about enclosed
With snares the wicked lay.
Thy testimonies as mine heritage,
I have retained still:
And unto them my heart's delight engage,
My heart which still doth bend,
And only bend to do what thou dost will,
And do it to the end.

Mary Herbert (née Sidney), Countess of Pembroke, (1561 – 1621)
was an English poet and writer.

Hands with chalice


Love
by George Herbert


Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back,
Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-eyed love, observing me grow slack
From my first entrance in,
Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning
If I lacked anything.
'A guest', I answered, 'worthy to be here.'
Love said, 'You shall be he.'
'I, the unkind, ungrateful? Ah, my dear.
I cannot look on thee.'
Love took my hand, and smiling did reply,
'Who made the eyes but I?'
'Truth, Lord, but I have marred them; let my shame
Go where it doth deserve.'
'And know you not', says Love, 'who bore the blame?'
'My dear, then I will serve.'
'You must sit down', says Love, 'and taste my meat.'
So I did sit and eat.

George Herbert (1593 - 1633) was a Welsh-born British poet.


Confirmation
by John Keble


The shadow of th' Almighty's cloud
Calm on this tents of Israel lay,
While drooping paused twelve banners proud,
Till He arise and lead this way.

Then to the desert breeze unrolled,
Cheerly the waving pennons fly,
Lion or eagle-each bright fold
A lodestar to a warrior's eye.

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Holy Communion, Suvla Bay
by W. H. Littlejohn

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Behold a table spread!
And on a fair, white cloth the bread and wine,
The symbols of sublime compassioning,
The very outward sign
Of that the nations sing,
The body that He gave, the blood He shed.

W. H. Littlejohn (1891-1917)


Les communicantes / The communicants
by Émile Nelligan


Les cloches ont chanté; le vent du soir odore...
Et pendant que le vin ruisselle à joyeux flots,
Je suis gai, si gai, dans mon rire sonore,
Oh ! si gai, que j'ai peur d'éclater en sanglots!

The bells have rung; the wind of evening is scented…
And as the wine gushes out in joyful streams,
I am glad, so glad, as I laugh aloud,
Oh! so glad, that I am afraid I will burst into tears!

Émile Nelligan (1879 - 1941) was a Canadian poet.


In Remembrance of Me, Dear Jesus
by Elizabeth Prentiss


In remembrance of me, Dear Jesus,
Thou this feast hast spread,
Invited guests are we;
We come as Thou hast bid us come,
Thus to remember Thee.
We come from sinful thought and aim,
More earnestly to flee;
Pardon to seek and grace to find,
As we remember Thee.
We come to thank Thee for Thy love
So rich, so full, so free;
To bless Thee, praise Thee, lose ourselves
As we remember Thee.
We come to lay the burdens down
That press most heavily;
To enter into perfect peace
As we remember Thee.
Our penitence, our love, our hope,
Oh condescend to see,
And let us "bear a song away"
As we remember Thee.

Elizabeth Payson Prentiss (1818 - 1878) was an American author.


O Christ, I yearn for more of Thee
by Elizabeth Prentiss

(From Thoughts Concerning the King)

O Christ, I yearn for more of Thee:
Reveal, reveal Thyself to me,
And satisfy this heart
That would be Thine alone.
I want Thee wholly, not in part,
I want to know that mine Thou art,
To know as I am known;
Within this breast Thy love has glowed,
Oh, come and make it Thine abode.

Elizabeth Payson Prentiss (1818 - 1878) was an American author.


Why should I call Thee Lord, Who art my God?
by Christina G. Rossetti


Why should I call Thee Lord, Who art my God?
Why should I call Thee Friend, Who art my Love?
Or King, Who art my very Spouse above?
Or call Thy Sceptre on my heart Thy rod?
Lo, now Thy banner over me is love,
All heaven flies open to me at Thy nod:
For Thou hast lit Thy flame in me a clod,
Made me a nest for dwelling of Thy Dove.
What wilt Thou call me in our home above,
Who now hast called me friend? how will it be
When Thou for good wine settest forth the best?
Now Thou dost bid me come and sup with Thee,
Now Thou dost make me lean upon Thy breast:
How will it be with me in time of love?

Christina Georgina Rossetti (1830 - 1894) was an English poet.

Bible with rosary


They are all Gone into the World of Light
by Henry Vaughan

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They are all gone into the world of light!
And I alone sit ling'ring here;
Their very memory is fair and bright,
And my sad thoughts doth clear.

It glows and glitters in my cloudy breast,
Like stars upon some gloomy grove,
Or those faint beams in which this hill is dress'd,
After the sun's remove.

I see them walking in an air of glory,
Whose light doth trample on my days:
My days, which are at best but dull and hoary,
Mere glimmering and decays.

O holy Hope! and high Humility,
High as the heavens above !
These are your walks, and you have show'd them me,
To kindle my cold love.

Henry Vaughan (1621 - 1695) was a Welsh author and poet.


Our God, Our Help
by Isaac Watts


Our God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home:

Under the shadow of thy throne
Thy saints have dwelt secure;
Sufficient is thine arm alone,
And our defense is sure.

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Hymns: My God! I Know, I Feel Thee Mine
by Charles Wesley


1
My God! I know, I feel thee mine,
And will not quit my claim
Till all I have is lost in thine,
And all renewed I am.

2
I hold thee with a trembling hand,
But will not let thee go
Till steadfastly by faith I stand,
And all thy goodness know.

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Morning Hymn
by Charles Wesley


Visit then this soul of mine,
Pierce the gloom of sin, and grief,
Fill me, Radiancy Divine,
Scatter all my unbelief,
More and more thyself display, Christ, whose glory fills the skies,
Christ, the true, the only light,
Sun of Righteousness, arise,
Triumph o'er the shades of night:
Day-spring from on high, be near:
Day-star, in my heart appear.

Dark and cheerless is the morn
Unaccompanied by thee,
Joyless is the day's return,
Till thy mercy's beams I see;
Till thy inward light impart,
Glad my eyes, and warm my heart.

Visit then this soul of mine,
Pierce the gloom of sin, and grief,
Fill me, Radiancy Divine,
Scatter all my unbelief,
More and more thyself display,
Shining to the perfect day.

Charles Wesley (1707 - 1788) was an English leader of the Methodist movement and hymnwriter.


The Holy Communion
by Alice Williams Brotherton


Who is the blessed guest
Here present at the feast?
Is it not Christ the Lord,
Who comes, with silent tread,
To join the table spread
According to His word?

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A Spirit to Know You
by St. Benedict of Nursia


Gracious and Holy Father,
Please give me:
intellect to understand you,
reason to discern you,
diligence to seek you,
wisdom to find you,
a spirit to know you,
a heart to meditate upon you,
ears to hear you,
eyes to see you,
a tongue to proclaim you,
a way of life pleasing to you,
patience to wait for you
and perseverance to look for you.

St. Benedict of Nursia (480-543)


An Irish Prayer
For Your First Communion Day

May God give you...
For every storm, a rainbow,
For every tear, a smile,
For every care, a promise,
And a blessing in each trial.
For every problem life sends,
A faithful friend to share,
For every sigh, a sweet song,
And an answer for each prayer.


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We also have a collection of Psalms and Bible verses and quotes for First Communions,
as well as Psalms and Bible verses for Confirmations.

Psalms and Bible Verses for First Communions

Psalms and Bible Verses for Confirmations

Quotes for First Communions