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Table of contents
- Inspirational Christian Poetry
- Analysis of Poem "Invictus" by W.E.Henley
- A Prayer for Spiritual Warfare
- 15 Inspirational Prayer Poems
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Analysis of Poem "Invictus" by W.E.Henley
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I watched them tear a building down; A gang of men in a busy town. With a mighty heave and a lusty yell, They swung a boom and a side wall fell. I said to the foreman, "Are these men skilled As the men you'd hire if you had to build?
A Prayer for Spiritual Warfare
Just a common laborer is all I need. And I can wreck in a day or two What it took the builder a year to do. Am I a builder who works with care Measuring life by the rule and square, Or am I a wrecker as I walk the town Content with the labor of tearing down? Often the road will be rugged And the hills insurmountable, too. But always remember, The hills ahead Are never as steep as they seem, And with Faith in your heart Start upward And climb 'til you reach your dream.
For nothing in life that is worthy Is ever too hard to achieve If you have the courage to try it, And you have the faith to believe. For faith is a force that is greater Than knowledge or power or skill, And many defeats turn to triumph If you trust in God's wisdom and will.
For faith is a mover of mountains, There's nothing that God cannot do, So, start out today with faith in your heart, And climb 'til your dream comes true! Compensation I'd like to think when life is done That I had filled a needed post. That here and there I'd paid my fare With more than idle talk and boast; That I had taken gifts divine. The breath of life and manhood fine, And tried to use them now and then In service for my fellow men. I'd hate to think when life is through That I had lived my round of years A useless kind, that leaves behind No record in this vale of tears; That I had wasted all my days By treading only selfish ways, And that this world would be the same If it had never known my name.
I'd like to think that here and there, When I am gone, there shall remain A happier spot that might have not Existed had I toiled for gain; That someone's cheery voice and smile Shall prove that I had been worth while; That I had paid with something fine My debt to God for life divine.
Edgar Albert Guest 5.
For Every Hill I've Had to Climb For every hill I've had to climb, For every stone that bruised my feet, For all the blood and sweat and grime, For blinding storms and burning heat My heart sings a grateful song — These were the things that made me strong! For all the heartaches and the tears, For all the anguish and the pain, For gloomy days and fruitless years, And for the hopes that lived in vain, I do give thanks, for now I know These were the things that helped me grow! O'er rose-strewn paths the weaklings creep, But brave hearts dare to climb the steep.
If If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too: If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise; If you can dreamand not make dreams your master; If you can thinkand not make thoughts your aim, If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same:.
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools; If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings, And never breathe a word about your loss: If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!
Rudyard Kipling 8. Invictus Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds, and shall find, me unafraid. As temptation's darts assail us, Or in devious paths we stray Let thy goodness never fail us, Lead us in thy perfect way.
In the hour of pain and anguish, In the hour when death draws near Suffer not our hearts to languish, Suffer not our souls to fear. As this mortal life is ended, Bid us in thine arms to rest, Till, by angel bands attended, We awake among the blest. Then, oh, crown us with thy blessing, Through the triumphs of thy grace; Then shall praises never ceasing Echo through thy dwelling-place.
Ah, 'tis heaven at last! Now beneath us all the grieving, All the wounded spirit's heaving, All the woe of hopes deceiving Ah 'tis heaven at last! Sin for ever left behind us, Earthly visions cease to blind us, Fleshly fetters cease to bind us On the jasper threshold standing, Like a pilgrim safely landing See, the strange bright scene expanding What a city! Far beyond the brightest story Of the ages old and hoary Softest voices silver pealing, Freshest fragrances spirit-healing, Happy hymns around us stealing Gone the vanity and folly, Gone the dark and melancholy, Come the joyous and the holy Not a broken blossom yonder, Not a link can snap asunder, Stay'd the tempest, sheathed the thunder Not a tear-drop ever falleth, Not a pleasure ever palleth, Song to song for ever calleth Christ Himself the living splendour, Christ the sunlight mild and tender; Praises to the Lamb we render Now at length the veil is rended, Now the pilgrimage is ended, And the saints their thrones ascended Broken death's dread bands that bound us, Life and victory around us, Christ the King Himself hath crowned us Ah,'tis heaven at last!
My God, it is not fretfulness That makes me say "How long? But how can I, with such a hope Of glory and of home; With such a joy before my eyes, Not wish the time were come Of years the jubilee, of days The Sabbath and the sum? These years, what ages they have been! This life, how long it seems! And how can I in evil days, 'Mid unknown hills and streams But sigh for those of home and heart And visit them in dreams? Yet peace, my heart and hush my tongue; Be calm, my troubled breast; Each restless hour is hastening on The everlasting rest.
Thou knowest that the time thy God Appoints for thee is best. Let faith, not fear nor fretfulness, Awake the cry, "How long? It is not enough to say "the sinner's prayer" Or assent to the gospel when it is shared. Your life will be changed and your heart made anew If the Holy Spirit is indwelling you.
From each and every sin you will turn away And seek to obey whate'er the Scriptures say. Your motive t'wards others will be to show love, Your affections will be set on things above, Your supreme desire will be to do God's will, And though you lose all for Him, you'll serve Him still. While these changes cannot save you from your sin, They provide assurance you've been born again. If they are not manifested in your life, Don't rest until you have saving faith in Christ. No mood of feeling, form of thought Is constant for a day; But thou, 0 Lord, thou changest not: The same thou art alway.
I grasp thy strength, make it mine own, My heart with peace is blest; I lose my hold, and then comes down Darkness, and cold unrest. Out of that weak, unquiet drift That comes but to depart, To that pure heaven my spirit lift Where thou unchanging art. Lay hold of me with thy strong grasp, Let thy almighty arm In its embrace my weakness clasp, And I shall fear no harm. Thee to love, to live to thee, This my daily portion be, Nothing to my Lord I give, But from him I first receive: Lord, for me thy blood was spilt, Lead me, guide me, as thou wilt.
All that is opposed to thee, Howsoever dear it be, From my heart the idol tear, Thou shalt have no rival there, Only thou shalt fill the throne: Saviour, let thy will be done. Wilt thou, Lord, in me fulfil All the pleasure of thy will; Thine in life, and thine in death, Thine in every fleeting breath, Thou my hope and joy alone: Saviour, let thy will be done. How I Love Thee! Infinite, all-wise, compassionate God! How oft I have thought of the path Thou didst trod.
15 Inspirational Prayer Poems
Brief years on earth were a tale of deep woe, For suffering and sorrow was all Thou didst know. O Lord, all Thy beauty I hardly can trace; Mighty in power, You flung into space Planets in orbit, and stars made to shine; But wonders far greater were meant to be mine! Saviour and Sovereign! How gracious Thou art; Willing and able to dwell in my heart! Bringing full pardon and cleansing for sin; Causing the joy bells to echo within.
Thrice holy! Unblemished in all of Thy frame, I marvel to think I may call Thee by name! But grace so amazing, so deep, and so wide, Has drawn me, ever so near to Thy side. To Thee be all glory, now and for aye! Lord, how I love Thee with all of my heart. Still I must follow; ne'er to depart! Then do it. Heinlein, Time Enough for Love. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly,.
Maybe the truth was, it shouldn't be easy to be amazing. Then everything would be. It's the things you fight for and struggle with before earning that have the greatest worth. When something's difficult to come by, you'll do that much more to make sure it's even harder -if not impossible- to lose. There are times when the only correct thing we can do is to bear out troubles until a better day. Instead of conquering obstacles, they simply pretend they don't exist.
So just smile, say no, thank you, and keep moving. It's as though everything you do is multiplied by 50 in order to surpass those with a head-start. I was never capable of slacking when at the threshold of failure. Take an opportunity and turn it into an adventure by dreaming BIG! Some people love to overcome challenges.