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Poetry in Public Domain
We use Christian poetry in the public domain. There are several ways in which poetry can enter the public domain. The most common way is for the copyright protection to expire. Another way is for a poet to formally offer a poem to the public domain, thereby surrendering the personal ownership of it. This poetry is free for you to use in whatever way you wish. There are no copyright restrictions on the poems in this section of our site. Please remember that poetry that is not labeled "public domain" is cannot be used without permission.

Silent Night

Silent night, holy night,
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon virgin mother and Child.
Holy Infant, so tender and mild,
Sleep in heavenly peace,
Sleep in heavenly peace.

Silent night, holy night,
Shepherds quake at the sight;
Glories stream from heaven afar,
Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia!
Christ the Savior is born,
Christ the Savior is born!

Silent night, holy night,
Son of God, love’s pure light;
Radiant beams from Thy holy face
With the dawn of redeeming grace,
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth,
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth.

Silent night, holy night
Wondrous star, lend thy light;
With the angels let us sing,
Alleluia to our King;
Christ the Savior is born,
Christ the Savior is born!

Christian Poetry by Joseph Mohr
Translation by John Freeman Young
Public Domain


Fight the Good Fight

Fight the good fight with all thy might;
Christ is thy Strength and Christ thy Right.
Lay hold on life, and it shall be
Thy joy and crown eternally.

Run the straight race thro' God's good grace;
Lift up thine eyes and seek His face.
Life with its way before us lies;
Christ is the Path and Christ the Prize.

Cast care aside; upon thy Guide
Lean, and His mercy will provide;
Lean, and the trusting soul shall prove
Christ is its Life and Christ its Love.

Faint not nor fear, His arms are near;
He changeth not, and thou art dear.
Only believe, and thou shalt see
That Christ is All in all to thee.

Christian Poetry by John Samuel Bewley Monsell
Public Domain


Hunger and I Thirst

I hunger and I thirst;
Jesus my manna be:
Ye living waters burst
Out of the rock for me.

Thou bruised and broken bread,
My lifelong wants supply;
As living souls are fed,
Oh, feed me, or I die.

Thou's true life-giving vine,
Let me thy sweetness prove;
Renew my life with thine;
Refresh my soul with love.

Since first discourse began,
Rough paths my feet have trod.
Feed me, thou living bread;
Help me, thou Son of God.

For still the desert lies
My thirsting soul before;
O living waters, rise
Within me evermore.

Christian Poetry by John Samuel Beweley Monsell
Public Domain


Worship the Lord in the Beauty of Holiness

Worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness;
Bow down in reverence, God's glory proclaim;
Gold of obedience and incense of lowliness
Bring now, adoring the Lord's holy name.

Low at his feet lay thy burden of carefulness;
High on his heart Jesus bears it for thee,
Comforts thy sorrows and answers thy prayerfulness,
Guiding thy steps as may best for thee be.

Fear not to enter God's courts in the slenderness
Of the poor wealth thou's wouldst reckon as thine;
Truth in its beauty and love in its tenderness:
These are the offerings to lay on his shrine.

These, though we bring them in trembling and fearfulness,
God will accept for the name that is dear;
Mornings of joy give for evenings of tearfulness,
Trust for our trembling and hope for our fear.

Worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness;
Bow down in reverence, God's glory proclaim;
Gold of obedience and incense of lowliness
Bring now, adoring the Lord's holy name.

Christian Poetry by John Samuel Bewley Monsell
Public Domain


Lord God the Holy Ghost

Lord God the Holy Ghost,
in this accepted hour,
as on the day of Pentecost,
descend in all thy power.
We meet with one accord
in our appointed place,
and wait the promise of our Lord,
the Spirit of all grace.

Like mighty rushing wind
upon the waves beneath,
move with one impulse every mind,
one soul, one feeling, breathe.
The young, the old inspire
with wisdom from above;
and give us hearts and tongues of fire,
to pray and praise and love.

Spirit of light, explore,
and chase our gloom away,
with luster shining more and more
unto the perfect day.
Spirit of truth, be thou
in life and death our Guide;
O Spirit of adoption, now
may we be sanctified.

Christian Poetry by James Montgomery
Public Domain


Pour Out Your Spirit From on High

Pour out your Spirit from on high;
Lord, your assembled servants bless;
graces and gifts to each supply,
and clothe your priests with righteousness.

All wisdom, zeal and faith impart,
and strength, with meekness from above,
to bear your people in our heart,
and love each soul with faithful love.

To watch and pray and never faint;
by day and night strict guard to keep;
to warn and cheer both sinner, saint,
nourish your lambs and feed your sheep.

Then, when our work is finished here,
in humble hope our charge resign:
when the good Shepherd shall appear,
in you we rest, O Love divine.

Christian Poetry by James Montgomery
Public Domain


Prayer is the Soul's Sincere Desire

Prayer is the soul's sincere desire,
unuttered or expressed,
the motion of a hidden fire
that trembles in the breast.

Prayer is the burden of a sigh,
the falling of a tear,
the upward glancing of an eye,
when none but God is near.

Prayer is the simplest form of speech
that infant lips can try;
prayer the sublimest strains that reach
the Majesty on high.

Prayer is the contrite sinners' voice,
returning from their way,
while angels in their songs rejoice
and cry, "Behold, they pray!"

Prayer is the Christians' vital breath,
the Christians' native air;
their watchword at the gates of death;
they enter heaven with prayer.

O Thou, by whom we come to God,
the Life, the Truth, the Way:
the path of prayer thyself hast trod;
Lord, teach us how to pray!

Christian Poetry by James Montgomery
Public Domain


Nearer, Still Nearer

Nearer, still nearer, close to Thy heart,
Draw me, my Savior, so precious Thou art;
Fold me, O fold me close to Thy breast,
Shelter me safe in that haven of rest,
Shelter me safe in that haven of rest.

Nearer, still nearer, nothing I bring,
Nought as an offering to Jesus my King-
Only my sinful now contrite heart,
Grant me the cleansing Thy blood doth impart,
Grant me the cleansing Thy blood doth impart.

Nearer, still nearer, Lord, to be Thine;
Sin, with its follies, I gladly resign,
All of its pleasures, pomp and its pride;
Give me but Jesus, my Lord crucified,
Give me but Jesus, my Lord crucified.

Nearer, still nearer, while life shall last;
Till safe in glory my anchor is cast;
Through endless ages, ever to be,
Nearer, my Savior, still nearer to Thee,
Nearer, my Savior, still nearer to Thee.

Christian Poetry by Lelia Naylor Morris
Public Domain


My Hope is Built on Nothing Less

My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly trust in Jesus’ Name.

When darkness seems to hide His face,
I rest on His unchanging grace.
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.

His oath, His covenant, His blood,
Support me in the whelming flood.
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my Hope and Stay.

When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh may I then in Him be found.
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.

On Christ the solid Rock I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand;
All other ground is sinking sand.

Christian Poetry by Edward Mote
Public Domain


Holy is the Lord

Holy, holy is the Lord Almighty,
Monarch of heaven,
To him be given
Glory in the highest, praise forevermore.

Holy, holy is his habitation,
That which defileth,
He that revileth,
Never shall be able to enter in.

Holy, holy are the hosts that serve him,
His laws obeying,
Their trophies laying
At his blessed feet, a sacrifice of love.

In his wondrous majesty he reigneth,
Angels adore him,
Fear ye before him,
Bring a worthy tribute to his matchless name.

Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty,
We do adore thee, worship before thee,
Lord of all, gracious Creator,
Thou art forever holy, holy, holy.

Christian Poetry by Charles W. Naylor
Public Domain

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