What Greater Love Than This?
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
In ancient times Christ walked upon the earth
as Son of God, a man of flesh and bone.
Some loved Him from the moment of His birth.
Some came to love Him after He was grown.
LDS Poems
As an LDS poet, making these LDS poems (“Mormon” poems) available to others was one of my main reasons for creating this poetry site. People frequently asked, “Do you have a poem for this…?”, and it just seemed easier to put them all up on a site where everyone could find exactly what they needed. Feel free to use these LDS poems in talks, lessons, programs or the like, but be sure to include full copyright information on every copy and email a request for permission before using. For internet use, a link back to this site is required. Thanks, and enjoy your visit!
Christ in the Wilderness
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
“Christ in the Wilderness” art by Stanley Spencer
Larger than life am I, thy Lord, and yet
I too must wander in the wilderness,
must wield the crushing weight of man’s distress,
must cleanse the fallen earth in blood and sweat.
To This End Was He Born
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
A child was given to the world
one perfect, starlit night.
He came to bless us with His truth
and fill our souls with light.
He was the Son of God and Mary,
human yet divine,
the only One who had the pow’r
to take your sins and mine.
A Savior Is Born
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
One quiet night in Bethlehem,
One rough and lonely manger bed.
One star as bright as breaking day,
One Baby nestled in the hay.
A Little Child Shall Lead
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by LDS Church
Who knows and loves the Savior more
than a believing child?
His faith is fresh and innocent;
her spirit, meek and mild.
Thine Arm Is Ample
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by LDS Church
When I am weakened by the pain,
the sorrow every life must bear,
I reach out for thy steadfast hand
and feel a sacred presence there.
Encircled in Thine Arms
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
image from LDS Church
O Savior, thou art good to me.
Encircled in thine arms, I find
the salve for every weeping wound,
the balm to ease my troubled mind.
Finding Faith in Christ
©2015 Susan Noyes Anderson
seeds of faith
Faith is a sacred gift in life,
a gift we seize or spurn.
The seeds are freely granted us;
the fruit is ours to earn.