Until i get a proper bio fixed up, this is the gist:
My name is Meredith Rounsley. I am a sixteen year old singer/songwriter/worship leader from Salisbury, MD. I’ve been blessed with amazing opportunities and am totally excited to get the chance to share what God has been doing in my life through music. After playing a few different venues and one or two originals for friends, I was asked to make a CD or something official and cool. This is my shot at "official". Cool may never happen :)
I am currently leading worship at Salisbury Christian School and am beginning to edge into playing solo and at worship services in the area. I would love to meet you, talk to you, whatever happens etc. So if I end up having a gig in your area, come! I’d love to chat it up.
hey meredith! i'll be in the studio on fridays this summer. keep checking back for new music. i'm hoping to put some up as soon as it gets back from the engineer! :) thanks for asking!
This combat soldier's prayer, Who has served his time in Hell, Is may we learn the lessons of war well, That we not doom future generations, The same old tales of horror to tell, To endure what in youth they see mistakenly as glory. Oh God, do not let our children Repeat the same old story.
Make it so that America's babies live to grow old In this land of the free and the bold. Help us throw off the shackles of hate that bind And grow old in a life of a peaceful kind.
Teach us that there is no glory in war, Nor honor there that brave men should not abhor. Teach us instead, one for another our brothers to love. Shower us with thine Celestial message from above, That we plant seeds of peace evermore And make war-no-more!
But if I should die on some far, far away battlefield Know I answered the call For a grand principle of freedom to yield. My fervent prayer is that death May not have been in vain Fighting for peace and right for the world to attain.
My brothers, American roses standing by my side On alien soil dying In the summer of my youthful pride All the leaves around me falling,
Now I’m lying here still, in sunshine and in shadow, Longing to hear, “brother next door, I love you so." For moldering in the soft ground below, I feel you living and loving in the world above me Standing tall because I fought that you might be... Oh look ye down now, And tell me you still think of me Honor my red blood, spilt that others might stand free.
Tell me that I did not give my all for you in vain That brothers and sisters do not look upon my sacrifice With hateful, Or even worse, Uncaring disdain.
Do not forget me when my valley’s hushed And white with snow, Grass growing green in the summer of my meadow Help me see the peace I lived and died for grow.
Make my lonely grave richer, Sweeter be... Make this truly, The land of the FREE & BRAVE
Thanks so much for your lovely message! I'm glad that my songs are making you smile :D You are super talented! I hope that we get to hear some more of your songs on myspace soon.
Well, then you should stop by sometime! It would be fun, promise.. :P
But, I understand classes are killer. I cannot WAIT for this year to end... This crazy madness needs to stop. Do you know where you want to go to college?
it is true that scott loves me so much that he would let me do almost anything... does that count? get up with me some time i would love to connect you with mrs. heather about playing some for SIGNAL
