Here's my attempt at an acrostic poem, based on endurance, taken almost entirely from Psalm 112.

Are you happy now Andrew? :)

Everyone is blessed who fears the Lord

Everyone is blessed who loves His Word

Never lacking, blessed are his children

Never lacking, wealth to this pilgrim

Destined to in darkness receive light

Destined to obtain grace in the night

Upright one fears not trials ever

Upright one will be shaken never

Resting, trusting God is always near

Resting, evil news he does not fear

Always steadfast, fear is no more 

Always steadfast, vict'ry is sure 

Nothing kept from others has he 

Nothing withheld from him will be 

Chosen to forevermore endure

Chosen and exalted in splendor 

Even his foes will all be dismayed

Even his foes will perish and fade