J. D. Martin
Biography of J. D. Martin
I am a dedicated Christian saved by the grace of God. I was a chief sinner, a lover of self, but God rescued me from the hand of Satan. I now as a servant of God try to put to death the misdeeds of the flesh. I fail often but rise again to fight another day. I formally earned a B.S in Theology and informally audited a Master of Religion worth of Seminary courses. I mention this only so the reader can understand how my theology has developed.
I have spent time teaching, doing apologetics, studying theology, and now I am writing poetry. I am merely trying to benefit the kingdom of God. Some of my poem are original, meaning I was not inspired by an already completed poem. Many others I have used yesterday's poet's both Christian and nonbelievers poems and revised them, rewrote than, or simply took a line from them. The amount of adaptation varies from each poem but I have included the name and author of each poem that I have used in this way.
My goal here is not to be original or a glory seeker. My goal is simply to bless the reader and cause their soul to love the savior more.
J. D. Martin Poems
A Dance With The Devil
A Tension: Faith Vs Works
If you keep on sinning You're not saved the pastor cries. But we are not saved by works The pastor as quickly denies
This Alone He Could See
Hear me O my Lord Please come heal my aching cry. My lips are free from evil But there is darkness in my eye.
The Love Of The Savior For A Sinner Like...
Love gave me welcome, yet my soul drew back, I’m filthy, I’m dirty from sin But tender-eyed Love, who knew my soul was black Drew nearer and pulled me in.
When Nothing Could Comfort Give
In pain I sought the Lord of Life When nothing could comfort give And when my soul these things abhorred Christ said come forth and live
With Tears I Sought Him
By night with others sound asleep They all had peace and rest. My waking eyes were open wide To lie I found it best.
Birthing Christ In Our Generation
Worthy are you, Lord of Praise But Ah! It’s void in me My aching heart I pray you raise I give it all to thee
Come, Creator Spirit Blessed
Come, Creator Spirit blessed, And in our souls take up Your rest; Come with grace and heavenly aid, and fill the hearts which You have made.
A Letter To Joseph Smith
O Joseph Joseph how do I undo your great work? The Mormon church you alone did birth. You told God’s people, come follow after me. You’re the prophet with the visions despite your polygamy.
All The World Is A Stage
All the world is a stage, And All men and women play their part They have their exits and their entrances, But they can't escaped the evil of their heart
Christ Will Rise
You may write him out of history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may tread him in the very dirt But still, like dust, He'll rise.
Bright Star Of My Soul
Bright star, would I call thee As you shine upon my heart. Not alone your upon me I was alone in the dark.
The Mormon Heart Beat
Are we worthy are we worthy Is how the Mormon heart beat goes. The thought of hell is no worry To be a god is the goal.
The Majesty Of Words
Oh words oh words I can speak you for days. How different you can be Diversity marks all your ways.
The Mormon Heart Beat
Are we worthy are we worthy
Is how the Mormon heart beat goes.
The thought of hell is no worry
To be a god is the goal.
Joseph is their prophet
And Christ the son of Gods
But they yell that we are Christians
We believe the word of God.