Lovesong Poetry

You are very welcome, and it sounds like your doing a lot better. That Hold Fast song has gotten me through many hard times I thought I'd share it anyway spiritual or not. It just reminds you
that no matter how tough the situation is God is still with you. Everyone needs that reminder sometimes.

That song reminds me of a commercial but for the life of me...I cannot remember which one,
I have a bad memory you see...

lol anyway that sounds like Jesus singing, which reminds me, I have never really thought of him
as a human being or a person, I mean I believed in him, but never really as a person whom
you can hug or share details with. Its a struggle really to see him that way. He never forces us to
love him thats why its so hard to fall in love him interesting huh? I love Jesus because of freewill though
mostly.

(This was a praise and worship song I wrote, well based on a vision I sort of saw in church while
praise and worshiping of Jesus in a white room waiting for me, I was too scared to enter that room though and I was still in the darkness but he was waiting)

Love draws me - by Lowanla (me)


You stand there in the white room
sitting on the bench
clothed in glory you wait for me
your smile never ends

the light shines like the sun
drawing me closely
you wait for me always
I'm too afraid to walk in

give me strength and I will go
I wanna be where you are
call my name and I'll run
I just want to go home
I just want to go home

I wanna fall in love with you
all over again I want to know
you still love me
I want to see your eyes
shining bright
wanna see my prince of peace
my Jesus


give me strength and I will go
I wanna be where you are
call my name and I'll run
I just want to go home

I just want to go home...

you are with me
to the end of the world

and to the end of the world
come take me home...

-end

Going through a lot of difficult things right now and writing poetry/lyrics helps me work it out. This is the beginning of a song I'm writing. I need 4 more bars to finish the first verse... after that the hook loops and I start a new one.



I've been writing for 5 years and one day I'd like to write professionally and record music of my own.

I like what you wrote lovesong.

wow thats very good, Lyrics and poems help me work out my problems too especially in my most helpless situations. You know where I found my best lyrics was in Church, just standing there
listening to praise and worship not because of the songs being sung, it was because of the peace and inspiration there, and at the time I wasn't even writing Christian poems, but God still gave me ideas and sounds.

I know it sounds funny but its true. Thats where my inspiration comes from because there is life there. Good luck with your writing, do not give up.

(I just wanna go home... I like this song if you didn't already know..)

People Get Ready - Lyrics by Crystal Lewis

People get ready... Jesus is coming by CRYSTAL LEWIS - YouTube

Lord Im ready now
Im waiting for Your triumphant return
Youre coming so soon
This world has nothing for me
I find my peace and joy solely in You
Only in You
I want the world to see that
Youre alive and living well in me
Let me be a part of the harvest
For the days are few
Hes coming soon

People get ready Jesus is comin
Soon well be going home
People get ready Jesus is coming
To take from the world His own

There will be a day
When we will be divided right and left
For those who know Him
And those who do not know
Those who know Him well
Will meet Him in the air
Hallelujah
God is with us
Those who do not know
They will hear "Depart, I knew you not"
For my friends you see
There will be a day when well be counted
So know Him well, know Him well

People get ready Jesus is comin
Soon well be going home
People get ready Jesus is coming
To take from the world His own
People get ready Jesus is comin
Soon well be going home
People get readyJesus is coming
To take from the world His own

I forgot to say thankyou! Thankyou! XD lol

carman's witch invitation - YouTube - Carmen Video of Witches Invitation

(This is awesome! I love this I wish I had this kind of authority, well I'm still learning my authority I remember watching this video when I was a teen - I just had to put this down cause I love it sorry its so long but
its a very powerful story)

Carmen retelling a story from Mario Marillo:

"One peaceful afternoon I picked up from my mailbox the strangest looking letter I'd ever seen, a chilling little envelope bordered with flying bats, and eerie serpents whose eyes were tinted green. The letter was addressed to me so as I opened it I froze. What I read turned my complexion three shades of blue. It said, 'My name is Isaac Horowitz. I'm a male witch, a warlock and I feel I need to spend some time with you.'

Now as a Christian from a little church with God's call on my life, a man of faith and power with a challenge to grow I did what any saint would do in my situation. I tore it up said, 'Lord, no way I'm gonna go.' Then gently and methodically the Holy Spirit spoke and reminded me we're God's voice to our nation. It's the church's responsibility to witness, so reluctantly I accepted this witch's invitation.

He had the house you'd expect, the old English cottage, a 'Nightmare on Elm Street' special right to the core, the overgrown ivy, the gate that creaked when opened, somehow you'd expect Freddy to answer this door. The doorbell rang, a hollow gong, the knob twisted then opened, and Isaac stood before me with a grin. His jet black hair and well trimmed beard flowed with his black silk clothes. My skin crawled as he said, 'Please come on in.'

His house was filled with every occultic symbol you could fathom; Hanging pentagrams and horoscope signs, a Ouija board and dungeons and dragons game set on the table, a crystal ball with an incandescent shine. Then graciously he handed me some steaming herbal tea. Its presence caused my memory to jog...I thought of every horror flick I'd seen when I was a kid and thought 'man if you drink this stuff next day you'll be a frog.'

Then he led me to a high backed chair as he meticulously began to unfold his scenario with evil patience. I was given a giant leather bound book jammed with newspaper clippings, thus the reason for this witch's invitation. With eagerness he pointed to each article with pride. He said, 'I healed this woman through a Babylonian chant; You see this man, I cured him while performing druid worship; I was paid to curse this man with AIDS by his aunt.'

On and on, page after page, delightfully he flaunted each incident for an hour without a breath. He said, 'Do you realize through my understanding of the dark regions that I can make you rich or even curse someone to death?' I sat literally intimidated by his immensity in demon power while his face shone with a satanic arrogant bliss. Then placing his hands on the arms of my chair and leaning into my face he said, 'What can your God do to compete with this?'

I knew then how Moses felt, when his rod turned to a serpent and the three Egyptian magicians did the same. It's as if you're sitting there in that stunned moment while your faith gets violated and all you feel is weak, powerless and lame. I desperately and deeply prayed saying, 'Jesus give me wisdom - I don't want to put you through some foolish test. Then a shaft of light shot through my soul igniting my eyes with fire. God stood me up and I threw the book back in his chest.

I said 'Isaac, I'll not compare God's miracles versus Satan's - the issue's not God's kingdom and Satan's lair. The real comparison is the condition of your soul and the condition of mine, and you puppet of the devil, that I will compare. I said, My friend, one day they're coming for you - the soft associates in your incantations - the friendly demons you think you now control. The time will come when you'll be lying in bed wheezing like a dying animal and those spirits lay claim to the rights they own to your soul.'

'Then the room will grow dark, and the most hideous evil faces you ever seen will come flaming out of the floor with a yell! The vile informants that promised reincarnation will claw your spirit and victoriously drag your soul to hell!'

Then I grabbed the book and said, 'In that moment which mantra, which incantation you gonna chant to tell them to leave you alone? I said, My friend, I know beyond a shadow of a doubt what I would say...'I'm bought with the blood of Jesus! Let me go!' '

I said, 'Isaac, when you tossed that book in my lap, you gloated with a sinister victory. You rejoiced when you saw your name in black and white. Now I rejoice, but not that your counsel of demons are subject to Jesus, but that my name is written in the Lamb's Book of Life!' Then Isaac jumped up from his chair and screamed, 'You must leave now!' I said, 'I will, but one last obligation - Next time think twice before you rumble with a man of God!!! And by the way thanks for your.. uhh... witch's invitation."

End- Story by Carmen

Hold me Jesus - Written by Rich Mullins
Hold me, Jesus - Rebecca St. James - YouTube


Sometimes my life just don't make sense at all
And the mountains look so big
and my Faith just seems so small
and I wake up in the night and feel the dark

its so hot inside my soul there must be blisters inside my heart...

Hold me Jesus cause I'm shaking like a leaf
You have been King of my glory won't you be
my Prince of Peace

Surrender don't come naturally to me
I'd rather fight you for something
I don't really want
than to take what you give that I need

Surrender don't come naturally to me
I beat my head against so many walls

now I'm falling down
I'm falling on my knees...

So hold me Jesus
Please Hold me Jesus


Hold me Jesus cause I'm shaking like a leaf
You have been King of my glory won't you be
my Prince of Peace

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a relate-able song. o.o

While I believe the following song was written primarily with regards to the Salem witch hunts in the late 17th century and early 18th century, I feel the context of the lyrics really relate to the persecution Christians and the Church face these days.

Witch Hunt - by Rush

The night is black
Without a moon.
The air is thick and still.
The vigilantes gather on
The lonely torchlit hill.

Features distorted in the flickering light,
The faces are twisted and grotesque.
Silent and stern in the sweltering night,
The mob moves like demons possesed.
Quiet in conscience, calm in their right,
Confident their ways are best.

The righteous rise
With burning eyes
Of hatred and ill-will.
Madmen fed on fear and lies
To beat and burn and kill.

They say there are strangers who threaten us,
Our immigrants and infidels.
They say there is strangeness too dangerous
In our theaters and bookstore shelves.
Those who know what's best for us
Must rise and save us from ourselves.

Quick to judge,
Quick to anger,
Slow to understand
Ignorance and prejudice
And fear walk hand in hand...

Well.. this stuff did happen... and people are always going to bring it up because it did. You have to see it this way, I see the people who wrote this song as just being angry and confused against something they don't really understand, and that is Christianity. They are people who have never felt the peace and love of God are always going to come against something they don't understand or are afraid of.

If I let what happened in the past to my ancestors burn in my mind it would have probably killed me and it almost did (unforgiveness has killed many of my people...who have not let it go..), but I learned to forgive and gave it to God, not for the people I was angry against but I forgave for myself. I have never felt more peace in my life just for forgiving ...

I can understand why people would hate me though...and they don't even know me.. just for putting on a video that tells the truth, I had this dream someone was angry at me because of all the Christian stuff I was putting up. Now...and in other things I've did.

I've been persecuted quite alot actually for something and someone I'm never gonna meet. I do what I do because this is the only hope that I will ever know.
I find myself wondering if it is all worth it... but then again I can only say that I rejoice for partaking in the sufferings with Christ there is no place I'd rather be than in the arms of Christ where my name is written in the lambs book of life, I pray for those who don't know him that they would find it too.

I really don't let stuff like that bother me as I can't change peoples minds about anything or anyone, nor am I their savior and I'm gonna offend them just by being on Earth.

Christians are gonna offend no matter what, even if we were perfect..look what happened to Jesus...

You can't really do anything for the unsaved except pray for them that they find God's love for themselves, they are cold as ice right now and probably won't recieve him till they are ready.

All I know is ...I found my hope, I found my peace, I found my love, I found my reason for living and what I would give my life up for. Christianity is the only place where things make sense, and
where I am beginning to find who I am.

My God is faithful to me, he has never left me nor has he forsaken me. He has answered my prayers and continues to. Jesus is mine and I am his forever.

I may or may not meet this person on Earth but I am pursuaded I will meet them in Heaven and they'll be saved set free and healed, and while on Earth they will be walking in Gods plan and will for their life.

No one can't really convince me otherwise, I might faint for a minute but...I made a promise to keep believing for them...even if I am beaten up, I am harrassed by nightmares, if I am cursed at or whatever..not gonna give up praying for them even after my life has ended. I'll still pray in Heaven.

I made a promise not to ever give up praying for that person even if they hate me forever...

So yes it is all worth it even if it hurts....

You misunderstand completely. The lyrics are aimed at those that went on wild goose chases several hundred years ago, accusing innocent people (and probably some not so innocent) of witchcraft. I was merely drawing a reference, because the context of the lyrics is something we as Christians are confronted with more and more.

The lyrics don't present it in the way you took it. Don't take offense!

lol yeah I'm sorry I guess I did misunderstand I was always bad at reading things lol. XD but thankyou for interpreting it for me. Much appreciated like I said i'm still learning this stuff Xo lol.

I did say was an amature at this stuff. and no I didn't take offense, I'm just abit convicted, I guess I am just abit guilty at the idea that the stuff like this happened to people in the past. Things I wish I could right..

I wasn't offended at you I'm sorry if I made you feel that way.

I was thinking of someone else I hurt their feelings...I could feel it and its been buggin me all day.

Thank you for sharing these poems they are very beautiful. I feel your heart in these poems. Great job

Glad that got cleared up!

And thank you for thanking, von1.

Your welcome thankyou for posting You are welcome to share your thoughts regardless how random, when people post here it gives me something to look forward to. ^-^

Yeah lol XD

(While at Church we sang these carols it was awesome so in the Christmas spirit here is a familar Christmas Carol)

God Rest You Merry, Gentlemen - Words and Lyrics by Unknown

Annie Lennox - God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen - YouTube - (a God Rest you Merry, Gentlemen Cover by Annie Lennox - I love the way she sings so when I Found this I was doubly excited XD - Lyrics are abit different.. O...o But still sounds good)

God rest you merry, gentlemen,
Let nothing you dismay,
Remember Christ our Savior
Was born on Christmas day,
To save us all from Satan's power
When we were gone astray;

Glad tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
Glad tidings of comfort and joy.

From God our heavenly Father
A blessed angel came.
And unto certain shepherds
Brought tidings of the same,
How that in Bethlehem was born
The Son of God by name:

O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy.

"Fear not," then said the angel,
"Let nothing you affright,
This day is born a Savior,
Of virtue, power, and might;
So frequently to vanquish all
The friends of Satan quite";

O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy.

The shepherds at those tidings
Rejoiced much in mind,
And left their flocks a-feeding,
In tempest, storm, and wind,
And went to Bethlehem straightway
This blessed babe to find:

O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy.

But when to Bethlehem they came,
Whereat this infant lay
They found him in a manger,
Where oxen feed on hay;
His mother Mary kneeling,
Unto the Lord did pray:

O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy.

Now to the Lord sing praises,
All you within this place,
And with true love and brotherhood
Each other now embrace;
This holy tide of Christmas
All others doth deface:

O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy,
O tidings of comfort and joy.

(I heard this song on the radio and I love it thought I'd share it with you all)