Here is a poetic creed written by Robert Herrick, a British poet from the 1600s known for his "Gather ye rosebuds while ye May . . ." poem. It's called "His Creed":
I do believe that die I must
and be returned from out my dust;
I do believe that when I rise
Christ I shall see with these same eyes;
I do believe that I must come
with others to the dreadful Doom;
I do believe the bad must go
from thence to everlasting woe;
I do believe the good, and I,
shall live with Him eternally;
I do believe I shall inherit
Heaven by Christ's mercy, not my merit;
I do believe the One in Three
and Three in perfect Unity;
Last that Jesus is a deed
of gift from God: And here's my Creed.
Is this my creed? Some of it. I'll put mine on later.
