Your favorite patriotic and/or policital songs / poems / stories / sayings

My favorite song:

THE CROSS IS MY STATUE OF LIBERTY

In New York city, stands a lady,
with her arm raised to the sky.
And all who see her, know she stands for,
liberty for you and I.

On lonely Golgatha, stands a cross,
with my Lord raised to the sky.
And all who see Him, know He stands for
liberty for you and I.

CHORUS

The cross is my statue of liberty,
it was there that my soul was set free.
Unashamed, I proclaim that the rugged cross,
is my statue of liberty.

There are more verses to the song and they are all beautiful.

Blessings,
Sue

 

Oh sue, I agree, I haven't heard that song in a long while, but it touches me deeply every time I hear it. It is beautiful!

 

Oh, all of the patriotic standards are my favorites. I'm not one of those who wants to substitute "America the Beautiful" for the "Star Spangled Banner" as the National Anthem, but that doesn't mean that my eyes don't well up when I hear the former.

Patriotic story? I think one of my favorites is one that Ronald Reagan told, of a crewmember of the USS John F. Kennedy, I think it was, on deck when a Vietnamese "boat person" was calling up to the flight deck, "Hey, freedom man..." The Lieutenant told a shipmate standing there that they had earned their pay that day. Lots of other good stories but that one just camme to mind.

Patriotic moment (I know this wasn't a category)? Any speech by Ronald Reagan, I think.

 

Favortie Songs:
Onward Christian Soldiers
Battle Hymn of the Republic
Proud to be an American
We Want America Back {ain't it the truth!}

This poem is one I wrote. It's not that good, but it is kind of patriotic. Called "I Was There."I was there:
I was there the day great ships sank,
when bombs came bursting from a tank.
I saw the flag held by the brave,
I saw the feild became a grave.
I heard voices begging and pleading.
Some of My children were then at home,
for the first time, My face seeing.
I was there on 9/11, I saw the mighty towers fall.
I heard some scream, and for the first time,
My name call.
I was there to welcome some with a smile on my face.
Oh, still some rejected,
Still some refused.
Insisting to deny,
Unwilling to me to cry.
It hurt me deep.
I offered hope, I offered love.
Still they refused to call on me from above.
And threw it all I was there, and still am.
I am Alfa, and Omega,
The beginning and the end.
The God of Issac, Jaccob and Abraham.
And I'll be there for those who trust in my name,
the gift of salvation, they did claim.
I'll give them grace for miles,
I'll give them grace for tials,
I'll give them strength and peace,
And in My own time, the strife I will cease.
For those still lost -absent from the fold,
living a life of sin, and the cold,
I am there, I am calling, but one day you time will surley run out!
Will you reject me again?
Will you turn Me away?
Don't you realize you aren't promised another day?
Please won't you accept me?
I am the Only Way!
Don't let me be your judge!
Don't die and go to hell!
Turn to me, and give it all up!
I'll take you home to attend my Son's wedding sup.
I am there calling. -It could be the last.
For soon I am coming with a trumpet blast.
will you be ready? Clean and white,
when I take away the saved from the losts' sight?
Get ready! I am there now, it is the day of grace,
Please don't let yourself see wrath on my face.
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I have one saying I heard and I just love it! A preacher made the comment "Praise GOd and pass the amunition!" when we bombed Afganistan last year!

~Abby

 

Glad you included stories in the topic

The more I read George Orwell's 1984 and look at today's newspapers, the more I think he may have been a prophet Some of the highlight passages: WAR IS PEACE! The 2 minutes of hate. Doublethink.

Pete

 

rsr, I see you are only 7 posts away from the big 3

I got the 1000 in, as I mentioned in the This is my post # thread, that 1000 comprises of:

700 posts of smart-aleck remarks
150 attacks on politicians
125 attacks on Hinn/Copeland/etc
24 serious posts

and the one announcing the above...

Pete

 

ABBY: That is a line from a song one of the Dixie Chicks wrote about killing her husband.

PETE: I gave you applause in the "This is post #" thread!


Sue

 

Patriotic songs? This will always be my favourite:

There'll always be an England
While there's a country lane,
Wherever there's a cottage small
Beside a field of grain.
There'll always be an England
While there's a busy street,
Wherever there's a turning wheel,
A million marching feet.

Red, white and blue; what does it mean to you?
Surely you're proud, shout it aloud,
"Britons, awake!"
The empire too, we can depend on you.
Freedom remains. These are the chains
Nothing can break.

There'll always be an England,
And England shall be free
If England means as much to you
As England means to me.

Cheers, and God Save the Queen,

Jim

 

I recently watched a movie on A&E that dramatized the story of George Washington crossing the Deleware. I'm sure it was dramatized, but if even half of it was factual, this was a remarkable feat in the annals of American war history.

 

Praise the Lord, and pass the ammunition......this was an actual war song from the First Great War...

This is a later version, written during the 2nd World War.....

Down went the gunner, a bullet was his fate
Down went the gunner, and then the gunner's mate
Up jumped the sky pilot, gave the boys a look
And manned the gun himself as he laid aside The Book, shouting...

{Refrain}
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
And we'll all stay free.

This was written apparently around the events of Pearl Harbour.

Cheers,

Jim

 

Lee Greenwood's - "God Bless the USA"

 

How could I forget Oz unofficial national anthem:


Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong,
Under the shade of a coolibah tree,
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled,
"Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda,
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?"
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled,
"Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?"

Down came a jumbuck to drink at the billabong:
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee.
And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tucker-bag,
"You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me.
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda,
You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me."
And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tucker-bag,
"You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me."

Up rode a squatter, mounted on his thoroughbred;
Down came the troopers, one, two, three:
"Who's that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker-bag?
You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me!
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda,
You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me.
Who's that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker-bag?
You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me!"

Up jumped the swagman and sprang into the billabong;
"You'll never catch me alive!" said he;
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong,
"You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me!
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda,
You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me!"
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong,
"You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me!"

 

I walked through a county court house square
On a park bench an old man was sitting there
I said, "Your court house is kinda run down"
He said, "Naw, it'll do for our little town"
I said, "Your flag pole has leaned a little bit
And that's a Ragged Old Flag you got hanging on it"
He said, "Have a seat" and I sat down
"Is this the first time you've been in our little town?"

I said, "I think it is," he said, "I don't like to brag
But we're kinda proud of that Ragged Old Flag
You see, we got a little hole in that flag there
When Washington took it across the Delaware
And it got powder burned the night Francis Scott Key
Sat watchin' it writing "Say Can You See'
And it got a bad rip in New Orleans
With Packinham and Jackson tuggin' at its seams
And it almost fell at the Alamo
Beside the Texas flag but she waved on through

She got cut with a sword at Chancellorsville
And she got cut again at Shiloh Hill
There was Robert E. Lee, Beauregard and Bragg
And the south wind blew hard on that Ragged Old Flag
On Flanders Field in World War I
She got a big hole from a Bertha Gun
She turned blood red in World War II
She hung limp and low by the time it was through
She was in Korea and Vietnam

She went where she was sent by her Uncle Sam
Native Americans, brown, yellow and white
All shed red blood for the Stars and Stripes
In her own good land here she's been abused
She's been burned, dishonored, denied and refused
And the government for which she stands
Has been scandalized throughout the land
And she's getting threadbare and waring thin
But she's in good shape for the shape she's in
'Cause she's been through the fire before
And I believe she can take a whole lot more

So we raise her up every morning, take her down every night
We don't let her touch the ground and fold her up tight
On second thought I do like to brag
'Cause I'm mighty proud of that Ragged Old Flag." - Johnny Cash