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  1. christianyouth

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    Here is a poem I came across today :

    [FONT=verdana,arial,helvetica]God Moves In A Mysterious Way[/FONT]
    by: William Cowper (1731 - 1800)


    [FONT=verdana,arial,helvetica]God moves in a mysterious way
    His wonders to perform;
    He plants His footsteps in the sea,
    And rides upon the storm.


    [/FONT] [FONT=verdana,arial,helvetica]Deep in unfathomable mines
    Of never-failing skill
    He treasures up His bright designs,
    And works His sovereign will.
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    [FONT=verdana,arial,helvetica]Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,
    The clouds ye so much dread
    Are big with mercy, and shall break
    In blessings on your head.
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    [FONT=verdana,arial,helvetica]Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
    But trust Him for His grace;
    Behind a frowning providence
    He hides a smiling face.
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    [FONT=verdana,arial,helvetica]His purposes will ripen fast,
    Unfolding every hour;
    The bud may have a bitter taste,
    But sweet will be the flower.
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    [FONT=verdana,arial,helvetica]Blind unbelief is sure to err,
    And scan his work in vain;
    God is His own interpreter,
    And He will make it plain.
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    What are some of your favorite poems?
     
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    Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
    by Robert Frost

    Whose woods these are I think I know.
    His house is in the village though;
    He will not see me stopping here
    To watch his woods fill up with snow.
    My little horse must think it queer
    To stop without a farmhouse near
    Between the woods and frozen lake
    The darkest evening of the year.
    He gives his harness bells a shake
    To ask if there is some mistake.
    The only other sound's the sweep
    Of easy wind and downy flake.
    The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
    But I have promises to keep,
    And miles to go before I sleep,
    And miles to go before I sleep.
     
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    Now I see why Robert Frost was so celebrated a writer. Great choice! :thumbs:
     
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    THE DESTRUCTION OF SENNACHERIB, first published in 1815


    The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold,
    And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold;
    And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea,
    When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.

    Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green,
    That host with their banners at sunset were seen:
    Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown,
    That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.

    For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,
    And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed;
    And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill,
    And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still!

    And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide,
    But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride;
    And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf,
    And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf.

    And there lay the rider distorted and pale,
    With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail:
    And the tents were all silent, the banners alone,
    The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.

    And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail,
    And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal;
    And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword,
    Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord!
     
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    "The Murderer" unkown (very old)

    Dark and drearey was the night, a storm was drawing nigh.
    In vivid streaks the lighting flashed across the laden sky,
    Then see from out a lonely woods there steals a vengeful man
    A blood stained club was firmly grasped within his strong right hand
    A murderous light gleemed from his eye as he glides upon his foe
    His steps are quick and breath is short as he gets ready for the blow
    The club is raised, and then it falls with a sickening thud
    And there upon the cold damp ground lies murdered...a potato bug!
     
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    "Mary had a little lamb"

    Mary had a little lamb, Her daddy shot it dead
    Now Mary takes her lamb to school between two slices of bread!

    "Two Frogies" The late Dr John McKormick

    Two frogies once fell into a milk pail deep
    And one poor frogie did nothing but weep
    He sank to the bottom as heavy as lead
    And then the next morning they found him there dead
    But the other Frogie shouted, Ill have a good try
    This milk is deep but I don't want to die
    So he churned up the milk with his legs from behind
    There's nothing like having an active mind
    So there the next morning this frogie was found
    On a fresh pound of butter just floating around
    When things get thick don't growl and mutter
    Remember one more kick may bring forth the butter.
     
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    The Wind Whispered

    The Wind Whispered the name of my darling last night
    The feeling it gave me was far from delight
    It brought back memories of a tragic past
    And of a love that failed to last
    Once I was happy, once I was gay
    But that was before she was taken away
    Plans for the future had already been made
    But instead, into a grave, her young body was laid.
    Some people, it seems, have fate on their side
    While others are simply along for the ride
    Many have wealty, many have fame
    Still others wind up with just a bad name
    I suppose we should all take the bitter with the sweet
    No matter the trial, never admit defeat
    Very much of this, I couldn't see
    Until last night, when the wind whispered to me.

    I wrote this one around 30 years ago.
     
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    Deny Thyself

    By John R. Himes, while preparing to leave for the mission field

    What sense of loss there always is
    When leaving self behind.
    What unfulfilled desires must die,
    Hopes lost within the mind.

    The heart may cry, AIt is enough,
    My life can lose no more.
    My fondest dreams are swallowed up,
    My strength crushed to the floor.@

    Yet still the kind Creator moves
    His hand across the life,
    And takes impurities away,
    And cancels sinful strife.

    Yet still the precious Savior takes
    The vessel broken up,
    And shapes it very patiently
    Into a golden cup.

    The joy that comes from sadness deep,
    The happiness from pain,
    Will far exceed the strongest hopes,
    And make earth=s pleasures vain.

    So tremble not to lose yourself,
    And live for Christ alone.
    The life you live for others
    Will forever be your own.
     
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    Psalm 90 (I love this Psalm).

    Lord, You have been our dwelling place in all generations.

    Before the mountains were born Or You gave birth to the earth and the world, Even from everlasting to everlasting, You are God.

    You turn man back into dust And say, "Return, O children of men."

    For a thousand years in Your sight Are like yesterday when it passes by, Or as a watch in the night.

    You have swept them away like a flood, they fall asleep; In the morning they are like grass which sprouts anew.

    In the morning it flourishes and sprouts anew; Toward evening it fades and withers away.

    For we have been consumed by Your anger And by Your wrath we have been dismayed.

    You have placed our iniquities before You, Our secret sins in the light of Your presence.

    For all our days have declined in Your fury; We have finished our years like a sigh.

    As for the days of our life, they contain seventy years, Or if due to strength, eighty years, Yet their pride is but labor and sorrow; For soon it is gone and we fly away.

    Who understands the power of Your anger And Your fury, according to the fear that is due You?

    So teach us to number our days, That we may present to You a heart of wisdom.

    Do return, O LORD; how long will it be? And be sorry for Your servants.

    O satisfy us in the morning with Your lovingkindness, That we may sing for joy and be glad all our days.

    Make us glad according to the days You have afflicted us, And the years we have seen evil.

    Let Your work appear to Your servants And Your majesty to their children.

    Let the favor of the Lord our God be upon us; And confirm for us the work of our hands; Yes, confirm the work of our hands.
     
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    GREAT poems so far(not sure about Mary had a little lamb though! :d)!
     
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    Don't want to have this poem in two places, maybe mods can move it here.

    One I also wrote 30 years ago. Both are true experiences.

    Old Sycamore Tree
     
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    SFiC, I really enjoyed that poem btw. It was very authentic. I'm gonna post this poem in text.
     
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    The Old Sycamore Tree - By SFiC


    Old Sycamore Tree, Old Sycamore Tree
    No longer will you be a comfort to me
    It seems like ages since I sat in your shade
    And with my toys I so happily played
    I'd climb in your branches and swing from your limbs
    Sitting in your forks is where my life really begins
    I hid behind you to smoke my first cigarette
    Something now that I deeply regret
    Then there was the treehouse I built in you
    I'd play there for hours until the day was through
    My first girlfriend filled me with love and shame
    Still in your bark I carved her name
    In the Winter when the snow would fly
    I could hear you crackle until I would cry
    But when Spring arrived I seemed to forget it all
    You were a joy to behold through Summer and Fall
    You stood green and lovely when I went away
    And when I returned, Old Sycamore Tree, in your place was a new super highway.
     
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    Great stuff, SFIC. :thumbs:
     
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    (Cara: As a Catholic, you are not allowed to post in Baptist Only Forums. Thank you.)
     
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    Speak To The Rock
    by RW Robey

    In the desert, God's people were so thirsty and dry
    They were angry with Moses, "Did you bring us here to die?"
    So God spoke to Moses, told him "Gather the flock
    And I'll give them water when you Speak to the Rock"

    There came a woman of Samaria to draw water from the well
    Jesus told her that day many things about herself
    He said, "I'll give you living water and you'll never thirst again'
    Then she witnessed to the city, "Christ revealed my hidden sin'

    Speak to the Rock, and let His water flow
    Speak to the Rock, He will satisfy your soul
    If your spirit needs refreshing, don't you murmur nor complain
    Just Speak to the Rock and you'll never be the same.
     
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    My Testimony
    by RW Robey

    I was on a downhill slide while running with my friends
    When I heard how Jesus died to save me from my sins
    How one day on a rugged cross in His amazing grace
    Christ shed His blood for sinners lost, in love He took my place

    I fell down on my knees that day and cried out to God above
    "Forgive me of my sins," I prayed "and cleanse me with Thy blood
    Teach me, O Lord, to wait on Thee and help me do Thy will
    And remind me of that rugged tree that stood on Calvary's hill"

    No longer in the mire, one day I'm going home
    With Christ as my desire, no more in sin I'll roam
    I'll tell the world the story and share Salvation's plan
    How He left His throne in Glory to die for fallen man
     
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    The Circus

    Underneath the Big Top the Ringmaster leads the show
    He introduces circus acts that we all love, you know
    From elephants to lions
    From tightrope to trapeze
    And clowns that pull all kinds of pranks
    To keep the crowd well pleased.
    Outside the Big Top another tent you'll see
    In it is the Side Show with a big menagerie
    From magician to contortionist
    From midget to tallest man
    Children of all ages
    Will love the circus clan.

    Ronald Ward Robey
     
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    The Lion

    Here's to the great and mighty lion
    The King of the jungle floor
    All other animals stop and listen
    When he lets out his terrible roar
    Here's to the great and mighty lion
    The King of the circus cage
    They say it's a fact
    That he knows how to act
    Using a sawdust floor as a stage

    Ronald Ward Robey
     
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    Mercy Flowed

    Mercy flowed that day at Calvary
    When God's own Son shed His life's blood
    To pardon and cleanse me
    From sins chains I've been set free
    And given life eternally
    Yes, God's great love was truly shown
    On the day that mercy flowed.

    I stood in the courtroom
    And I hung my head in shame
    As satan told the things that I had done
    All the deeds of my past were brought up before me
    Tears were flowing' for he left out not one
    For those sins I committed, I knew I was guilty
    And not worthy of the love that Christ showed
    For, then He stood and said, 'Father,
    This child has been through the blood.
    You must forgive him.' Then mercy flowed.

    Ronald W Robey
     

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