Janet's Poetry


Texas Sunset  by Don Meadows October 2010

My Father
John:3:1 Ė See what love the Father has given us, that we should be called the children of God: .
My Father is Almighty God,
He has adopted me;
He sent His only begotten Son
From sin to set me free.
No other has such power as He;
All things are under His control.
Yet, His gentle mercy and love,
Have saved my poor lost soul.
My heart overflows with gratitude;
I praise Him for His grace.
On earth, Iíll live my life for Him;
And in Heaven Iíll see His face.
Janet Fenton Meadows
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Grand Canyon by Janet Meadows October 2010

New Year's Prayer
Let this mind be in you, which was also in Christ Jesus     Philippians 2:5
To be like Him
In all I do,
In all I say,
In all I feel,
In all I think.
To have His motives
For all I do,
For all I say,
For all I feel,
For all I think.
To forget myself long enough
To allow Him to live through me,
To be real, not a phony.
To love with His love,
To see with His eyes,
To hear with His ears,
To think with His mind,
As I meet others each day,
Friends, strangers, family.
To be a fruitful Christian in this New Year.
In Jesusí Name, Amen
Janet Fenton Meadows
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The Cross by Janet in  New Mexico 2010

Jesus saith unto them, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me. --JOHN 14:6
Neither is there salvation in any other: for there is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved -- ACTS 4:12

Friend, are you going to heaven?  

 Well, yes, I think that I am.
Tell me, my friend, is it because
 you trust in the blood of the Lamb?

Well, I donít know; you see, Iím good;

 I donít do things that are wrong;
 I try to live the best the best I can,
And my morals are upright and strong

But, my friend, you donít understand,

Your goodness will not take you there;
By yourself, you can never be good enough,
 The glories of heaven to share

         You see, to be fit for heaven,         

Demands perfection in every way;
  Itís not if your good outweighs your bad
 That will get you to heaven some day

For unless youíve never committed a sin

Neither in thought, word nor deed,
Can you be worthy to enter there;
   No, friend, we all stand in need.


In need of a Savior whose perfect life

Was given up on the cross;

To make restitution for everyone
Who otherwise would be lost.

Jesus Christ is the only one

Who ever lived perfectly true.
And itís only through faith in Him,
 That thereís salvation for me and you.


So, friend, wonít you bow in prayer
And pray to the Father above;
Thank Him for sending Jesus,
That you might know His great love.
Then admit you need for forgiveness

Of sin that is in your heart;

And ask Jesus to enter you life,
Never again to depart
Heíll do it, my friend, for thatís why He died;
Thatís why He arose from the grave;
 Yes, He became your substitute,
So that your soul He could save.


Save you from sin and save you from hell,

And give you eternal bliss;
Yes, my friend, He did it for you;
Thereís no greater love than this.


So wonít you put your trust in Him;
And then, my friend, you can know
That on that day when He calls for you

To heaven youíll surely go.

Yes, to heaven, thereís just One Way;
Nothing else will ever do;
You must trust in Jesus, Godís Son;
 Only He can take you through.

Janet Fenton Meadows  

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The Painted Desert in Arizona by Janet in 2010
The LORD'S lovingkindnesses indeed never cease, For His compassions never fail. They are new every morning; Great is Thy faithfulness. -- LAM 3:22-23 (NASB) 
For the light the new day brings;
For the little bird that sings;
For the dew upon the ground;
For the flowers all around;
I praise You, Lord, and want to say,
Thank You for this brand new day.
May all I say and do proclaim
The power and glory in Thy Name!
Janet Fenton Meadows
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Thank You, Lord for care through the night;
Thank You, Lord, for the morning light.
Thank You, Lord, for another day;
Thank You, Lord, for being my ďWAYĒ.
Janet Fenton Meadows
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In this little house of mine
May the love of Jesus shine;
May each piece of funiture sing
Of Jesus Christ, my Lord and King.
May the walls and windows tell
That Jesus Christ within does dwell;
May the floors and ceilings be
Witnesses of His care for me.
Janet Fenton Meadows
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