Poetry
Heres some great christian poetry. From some sites i found.
SAVED
As I lay here,
I sit and weep.
You stand beside me,
And softely speak.
"Don't cry my child,
For I'm allways here.
Be Comforted in me,
And shed not a tear.
I am Jesus,
Your king and your friend.
My love is within you,
A love without end.
Stand strong in battle,
Keep goodness inside.
Be humble before me,
And cast off your pride.
Obey my commands,
And do as I say.
If you heed my instruction,
Your path will not stray."
As I heard him speak,
My tears went away,
And I gave my life to him.
I was saved that day.
BY: Adam Cameron
Saving Grace
You are My savior,
You rescued me form woreldly sin.
I am you r child,
And I feel your love within,
Sometimes life seems unbvearable,
But by my side you stay.
And your love shines upon me,
Like a golden ray.
You have forgiven me,
You have forgotten.
Even though I have been,
Terrible and rotten.
Jesus Christ, my Lord,
You accepted me as I am,
You held my hand, and stayed close by,
Even though I ran.
Now I understand,
Why you love me so,
My heart fills with awe,
And now...I know.
You are my savior,
You rescued me from worldly sin.
I am your child,
And I feel your love within.
By: Michelle Weibe
YOUR LOVE
Your love is everlasting,
You’ll never let me go.
I am free like a bird,
So here I soar, soar, soar.
Whether times are good,
or bad.
Whether my life is happy or sad,
Your love is everlasting.
You are my God,
My Lord of all,
You hold My hand,
As I rise and fall.
Your love is Pure,
Your grace refreshing.
In your love I am secure,
As you draw me close and near.
I will praise you all my days,
And I will love you,
ever and always,
Thank you for my blessings.
So I thank you for all these years,
And thank you for tomorrow,
I even thank you for the sorrow,
And the happy days to come.
By: Michelle Weibe
PRAYER IN SCHOOLS
Now I sit me down in school where praying is against the rule.
For this great nation under God Finds mention of Him very odd.
If Scriptures now the class recites, It violates the Bill of Rights.
And any time my head I bow, Becomes a federal matter now.
Our hair can be purple, orange or green, there's no offense, it's the
freedom
scene.
The law is specific, the law is precise, Prayers spoken aloud are a
serious
vice.
For praying in a public hall Might offend someone with no faith at all.
In silence alone we must meditate, God's name is prohibited by the
state.
We're allowed to cuss and dress like freaks, and pierce our noses,
tongues and
cheeks.
They've outlawed guns; but FIRST the Bible. To quote the Good Book makes
me
liable
We can elect a pregnant Senior Queen, and the unwed Daddy, our Senior
King.
It's "inappropriate" to teach right from wrong, We're taught that such
"judgments" do not belong.
We can get our condoms and birth conrols, Study witchcraft, vampires and
totem
poles.
But the Ten Commandments are not allowed, No Word of God must reach the
crowd
It's scary here I must confess, When chaos reigns the school's a mess.
So, Lord this silent plead I make: Should I be shot
My soul please take.
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