Divine Learning

      Bible Poems for Children

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      Mary Magdalena

      Scripture reference: Mark 16:1–2, 9

      Mary Magdalena

      Was a little child

      Playing dolls with friends of hers,

      Happy, sweet, and mild.

      But sin came with destruction

      Just like a dragon’s bite,

      And Mary Magdalena felt

      That something was not right.

      Then Jesus, her Redeemer,

      Beheld her with his love.

      He wanted her to join him

      In heaven’s home above.

      So Mary Magdalena

      Had her sins washed away.

      And she saw Christ on Easter

      Just at the dawn of day.

      The bee and the lollipop

      A bumblebee once stung me.

      It hurt, and I ran fast.

      My mom bandaged me, bound my wound.

      I felt better at last.

      I stole a piece of candy.

      It hurt, just like that bee.

      I tried to hide—my heart hurt so!

      Something was wrong with me.

      My older brother found me

      And saw the wrapper there—

      He knew I stole the lollipop

      I wanted at the fair.

      He blessed me and he hugged me,

      He took me back to pay.

      I paid the man, apologized,

      And was so glad that day.

      The big mean bully

      One day a big mean bully

      Called me an ugly name.

      I could not look at him at all.

      I bowed my head in shame.

      How is this good behavior?

      Is this what Christians do?

      I’m asking you, my Christian friend—

      I hope it wasn’t you.

      The littlest was Benjamin

      Scripture reference: Genesis 44:19–21, 45:14

      Of all the sons of Jacob

      One was very small,

      And Benjamin was this boy’s name,

      The youngest of them all.

      Joseph, ruler in Egypt,

      Said, “Where is Benjamin?”

      His brothers had to fetch the boy,

      They had to bring him in

      And show the boy to Joseph;

      Then Joseph wept to see

      His younger brother Benjamin,

      And they dined happily.

      A little girl and a bell

      A little girl can choose a bell

      And ring it merrily—

      Ring ling, ring ling, ring ling, ring ling,

      So gladsome and so free.

      Why did you choose that pretty bell,

      My happy friend so sweet?

      If I follow the bell’s pure sound,

      What message will I meet?

      “Come follow me to Golgotha,”

      The little maiden said,

      “And you will find my Redeemer

      And see that he is dead.”

      “And then come with to Galilee,”The girl went on to say,

      “You’ll see he rose up from the grave

      That wondrous Easter day.”

      Working

      The rooster crows to wake me up:

      Cock-a-doodle-doo!

      Get up, get up, my sleepy-head.

      There’s work for you to do.

      I better obey my elders.

      I better help today.

      I better battle against sin.

      I better watch and pray.

      The birds are frolicking above

      So busy with their nest.

      I better work just like those birds.

      At night I’ll take my rest.

      Good advice

      A red wheelbarrow by the garage

      Dad told me not to touch.

      I touched it—Ouch! It fell on me.

      It hurt. But not that much.

      Dad saw me and he said to me:

      “Take

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