Pray for our Troops Prayer Chain
Now that the first casualties of war have
appeared it's time to pray for our troops
that they may achieve their mission and come
home safe.
Say a
Prayer
and ask
a friend to Pray and
pass
it on.
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I Am the Flag of
the
Of America
I am the flag of
the United States
of America.
My name is Old Glory.
I fly atop the world's
tallest buildings.
I stand watch in
America's halls of
justice.
I fly majestically
over institutions
of learning.
I stand guard with
power in the world.
Look up and see me.
I stand for peace,
honor, truth and
justice.
I stand for freedom.
I am confident.
I am arrogant.
I am proud.
When I am flown with
my fellow banners,
My head is a little
higher,
My colors a little
truer.
I bow to no one!
I am recognized all
over the world.
I am worshipped -
I am saluted.
I am loved - I am
revered.
I am respected -
and I am feared.
I have fought in
every battle
of every war
for more then 200
years.
I was flown at Valley
Forge,
Gettysburg, Shiloh
and Appamatox.
I was there at San
Juan Hill,
the trenches of France,
in the Argonne Forest,
Anzio, Rome and the
beaches of Normandy.
Guam, Okinawa, Korea
and
KheSan, Saigon, Vietnam
know me.
I was there.
I led my troops,
I was dirty, battleworn
and tired,
But my soldiers cheered
me and I was proud.
I have been burned,
torn and trampled
on
the
streets of countries
I have helped set
free.
It does not hurt
for I am invincible.
I have been soiled
upon, burned, torn
and
trampled in the streets
of my country.
And when it's done
by those
Whom I've served
in battle - it hurts.
But I shall overcome
- for I am strong.
I have slipped the
bonds of Earth
and stood watch over
the uncharted
frontiers of space
from my vantage point
on the moon.
I have borne silent
witness to all of
America's
finest hours.
But my finest hours
are yet to come.
When I am torn into
strips and used as
bandages
for my wounded comrades
on the battlefield,
When I am flown at
half-mast to honor
my
soldier,
Or when I lie in
the trembling arms
of a
grieving parent
at the grave of their
fallen son or daughter,
I am proud.
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