Christian Poetry
Poems by Jason Kirk Bartley



Jason writes: "I'm a Christian poet from Chillicothe, OH. I am 37 yrs old. I have a passion for writing and the arts. I have an Associates of Arts degree in Social Science from Ohio University-Chillicothe."


When This Earthly Vessel
Can Strive No More

By Jason Kirk Bartley

When this earthly vessel can strive no more,
When my eyes grow dim and I can't see my Lord's word.
It'll be well engrafted in my heart forevermore.
When this earthly vessel can strive no more.

When this earthly vessel can strive no more,
I'll have to sit closer to the front to hear my Lord's word.
My hearing is failing, but I'll keep on sailing,
'till I can hear no more.

When this earthly vessel can strive no more,
I've gotten very old, my limbs are sore.
But, I'll praise you Lord 'till I can praise no more.
When this earthly vessel can strive no more.

This earthly vessel can strive no more.
Lord, I've followed you close, I feel you knocking at my door.
I'm very tired, my time is up...it's time for me to go.
I can feel your presence like an overflow.

As I ascend, as I take flight.
I see my robe is a pure white.
Finally I'm with my Jesus tonight.

(© 2011 Jason Kirk Bartley – All rights reserved. Written material may not be duplicated without permission.)


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"I Heard the Whip Crack."
By Jason Kirk Bartley


I heard the whip crack, as he bore my burdens.

I heard angels cry, as he passed my way.

The cross got so heavy that he could not contain it.

I could see the pain in his face, as he tried to refrain.

The Son of man was brought down from his glory,

an innocent man was beaten to a pulp that day.

Tears run from my eyes, as I feel him suffer.

Tears run from my eyes, as I carry his cross today.

As I can hear the sarcasm in their voices when they shouted,

"Hail the King of the Jews, why can't he save himself?"

Do they not know they've been put to open shame.

So, As I read his word, I hear the whip crack,

and I praise the glorious name of Jesus Christ,

the Alpha and Omega.

(© 2011 Jason Kirk Bartley – All rights reserved. Written material may not be duplicated without permission.)


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"I Stand"
By Jason Kirk Bartley

Sometimes as a Christian, you need to stand up for what you believe. You need to lean on God's strength.


I stand.

On my Savior's shoulders,

I stand.

When I'm going through trials,

I stand.

When I'm not welcome,

I stand.

When others close to me say hurtful things,

I stand.

In the midst of the storm,

I stand.

(© 2011 Jason Kirk Bartley – All rights reserved. Written material may not be duplicated without permission.)


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Little Dove
By Jason Kirk Bartley

A dove is one of the meekest of animals. Help me to be as a dove, oh Lord.


Help me to be as a little dove, my Lord,
harmless and simple, childlike and meek,
not overbearing or oppressing the weak.
Help me to write your words of life into the tablets of my heart, oh my Savior.
Let me be Christlike and on my best behavior.

Humble me, Lord, if I soar too high.
Lift me, Lord, if I'm too low in the sky.
Let your hands guide these wings every step of the way.
Before too long, this little dove won't know what to say.
For you know my needs before I speak them, oh God.
But, I'll still give you praise in this world and the next to come.

(© 2011 Jason Kirk Bartley – All rights reserved. Written material may not be duplicated without permission.)


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I Choose You
By Jason Kirk Bartley

I choose you God,
when the going gets tough.
I choose you God,
though I feel I'm never enough.

In a sinful world,
which tempts and tries,
Only on you will I keep my eyes.
I choose you.

I choose you, Lord,
to guide my way.
I choose you,
for that brighter day.

In my weakness, yet am I strong,
'cause I choose you all the day long.
You're the Lord of my morning when I rise.
You watch over me when I close my eyes.

I will always choose you, my Lord.

(© 2011 Jason Kirk Bartley – All rights reserved. Written material may not be duplicated without permission.)


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Closer To God
By Jason Kirk Bartley

Closer to God,

I want to be.

just me in his Spirit

swaying gracefully.

Tears of joy will flow

and freely fall.

Glory be to our God

the maker of all.

Control me, Lord,

you have it all.

My whole heart is yours,

at your beckon call.

Your will is mine.

You're the only true vine.

I'm just a branch at your command,

a pillar of stone,

not sinking sand.

(© 2012 Jason Kirk Bartley – All rights reserved. Written material may not be duplicated without permission.)


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In Jesus' Footsteps
By Jason Kirk Bartley

In his footsteps,
I follow along,
singing a hymn,
singing a song,
of salvation that rings through
the ears of his believers.

In his footsteps
exact I will be.
following along so faithfully.
Temptations will come trials will roar.
I'm in his footsteps forevermore.

In his footsteps,
God guides me on.
What an honor to follow
his only begotten Son.
I lean on his shoulder,
I lean on his might,
He will get me through this night.

On the straight and narrow
is where I'll be,
trudging along to eternity.
Onward to Heaven we go.

(© 2012 Jason Kirk Bartley – All rights reserved. Written material may not be duplicated without permission.)


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Christmas Wish
By Jason Kirk Bartley

All I want for Christmas, Lord,
Is for the world to see,
What fuels this heart of mine,
and blesses my soul divine.
What makes this world go 'round?
What makes a lost man found?
Who keeps His hand on me,
for eternity?
I do not ask for candy
or worldly things, not for
money or diamond rings.
Santa cannot bring me what I desire.
Lord I just want you to light their fire.
Then will it be the best one ever.
Spreading for miles and miles...
Over hills and trees.
That's my wish, Lord, please.

(© 2016 Jason Kirk Bartley – All rights reserved. Written material may not be duplicated without permission.)


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I Am Your Temple
By Jason Kirk Bartley

I am your temple,

defiled, yet, free.

On a firm foundation

standing on my knees.

Heart full of your Holy Spirit,

Praises lifted to you.

How they are worthy and

longtime overdue.

This temple is yours, Lord.

This temple is yours.

Vale’s been ripped in twain.

Now I can worship,

In Jesus’ name.

(© 2017 Jason Kirk Bartley – All rights reserved. Written material may not be duplicated without permission.)


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Tried but True
By Jason Kirk Bartley

His hands,
nail scarred,
but sure,
His Word,
is pure,
His truth endures,
It is our cure.
For every Word is as
refining fire,
In the Master's hands,
we are the clay.
He moldeth us,
a certain way.
'Till in His likeness we shall be,
a masterpiece for all to see,
a vessel of honor tried and true.
He lifteth us up when He is through.

(© 2017 Jason Kirk Bartley – All rights reserved. Written material may not be duplicated without permission.)


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Dear Lord
By Jason Kirk Bartley

Dear Lord,
I am in no hurry.
Try'n not to worry.
But I feel life has dealt
me an awful hand.

I am sitt'in here a cry'n.
No Lord I am not lying.
I feel like burying my head
deep in the sand.

How about we make a deal?
You and me for real?
I'll try and be the best that I can.
And you just be God.

(© 2017 Jason Kirk Bartley – All rights reserved. Written material may not be duplicated without permission.)


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My Story
By Jason Kirk Bartley

You're the author,
so far from finished.
How beautiful my steps,
Twill be.
By faith I walk,
and not by sight,
sometimes day and
sometimes night.
But I hold to your
unchanging hand.
You mold me,
you make me,
My heart's desire,
I know that I'll be
pure as gold.
Safe with you for eternity.
That's the end folks.

(© 2017 Jason Kirk Bartley – All rights reserved. Written material may not be duplicated without permission.)



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