Girls Reading

I read your post then I checked my E-mail and this was the first thing i read... its a poem a friend sent to me

The Battle
by Megan Rene

Fights and battles, battles and fights,
Absolute terror throughout the night.
Watching my life, wither away,
Breaking, piece by piece, day by day.
From the darkness the demons come,
Not all at once, but one by one.
Lacking the wisdom that God supplies,
They lure me in with all their lies.
Just like a boxing match I fight each round,
As the bell dings with its echoing sound.
First comes temptation, it’s coming to deceive,
He disguises himself, so I fail to see.
He brings me in, with all his lies and his traps,
And almost defeats me when something just snaps.
The demon gets terrified as he looks up,
And sees Jesus standing there, filling my cup.
Temptation is defeated, and I’m free at last,
All of a sudden, another demon is cast!
Here comes pain, with heartaches and sorrows,
Making me feel, there’s no tomorrow.
My friends all leave me and say they don’t care,
They spread rumors and pretend I’m not there.
In my times of loneliness, God was all I had,
So I reached out to Him, when everything was bad.
The demon realized he'd failed once again,
For I turned to Jesus, and not to him.
The battle’s not over, they have one more shot,
As one more demon comes forth with a new plot.
One of my friends say they tried taking their life,
Taking my happiness and giving me strife.
Family members then pass away,
Leaving me clueless on what to say.
But there’s one thing I learned through all these rounds,
That’s to turn to the One who wears the crown.
I turn to God and I don’t sit and pout,
And everything seems to work itself out.
The demons are amazed at how much I’ve grown,
And leave me alone, for as far as I know.
I turn around and I look at the field,
Holding nothing but my sword and shield.
The battle was brutal, with things everywhere,
Yet I made it through, though it was hard to bear.
I turn to the Father in the heavens above,
As he looks down on me with eyes full of sweet love.
It may have been brutal, and hard to the end,
But thanks to the battle, I found a best friend.

 

Psalm 119 in it's entirity! KIDDING!
Well...actauly it could work! It'd definatly be long enough and the scripture is wonderful! (Course, all the Bible is!)
The only poems I've got on hand are the one's I've written and I doubt you'd want those. When do you need one by? I can see if I can find something among books or the internet that would be appropriate and long enough if you let me know when you need it.
~Abby

 

Hi.
I took a quick look on the net. Go to www.skywriting.net scroll down, there's a whole long list of Inspirational and Christian Poems. I haven't looked through all of them, but the ones i did see look nice.
Tray.

 

Ever consider a dramatized reading of the four verses of a poem written by a lawyer seeking release of one of his clients who was captured while fighting against the military of a world super power and thus being held against his will?

Some of you may have heard parts of it before. Here are all four verses:

I

Oh say, can you see by the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched where so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that OUR FLAG WAS STILL THERE!
Oh say, does that Star-Spangled Banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?


II

On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream:
'TIS THE STAR-SPANGLED BANNER!! OH LONG MAY IT WAVE
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!


III

And where IS that band who so vauntingly swore
Through the havoc of war and the battle's confusion,
A home and a country we should have nevermore?
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution!
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave:
And the Star-Spangled Banner IN TRIUMPH DOTH WAVE
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

IV

Oh thus! Be it e're when FREEMEN shall stand
Between their loved homes and the war's desolation!
Blest with victory and peace, may our heav'n rescued land
Praise the POWER that hath made and preserved us a nation!
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And THIS be our motto: "In GOD is our trust"!
And the Star-Spangled Banner in TRIUMPH SHALL WAVE
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

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Seems to me that poem is just as appropriate today as it was way back in 1814 when Francis Scott Key first wrote it