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[exquizit_laydee]

America the Beautiful,
> or so you used to be.
> Land of the Pilgrims' pride;
> I'm glad they'll never see.
>
> Babies piled in dumpsters,
> Abortion on demand,
> Oh, sweet land of liberty;
> your house is on the sand.
>
> Our children wander aimlessly
> poisoned by cocaine,
> Choosing to indulge their lusts,
> when God has said abstain.
>
> From sea to shining sea,
> our Nation turns away
> From the teaching of God's love
> and a need to always pray.
>
> We've kept God in our temples,
> how callous we have grown.
> When earth is but His footstool,
> and Heaven is His throne.
>
> We've voted in a government
> that's rotting at the core,
> Appointing Godless Judges
> who throw reason out the door,
>
> Too soft to place a killer
> in a well deserved tomb,
> But brave enough to kill a baby
> before he leaves the womb.
>
> You think that God's not angry,
> that our land's a moral slum?
> How much longer will He wait
> before His judgment comes?
>
> How are we to face our God,
> from Whom we cannot hide?
> What then is left for us to do,
> but stem this evil tide?
>
> If we who are His children,
> will humbly turn and pray;
> Seek His holy face
> and mend our evil way:
>
> Then God will hear from Heaven
> and forgive us of our sins,
> He'll heal our sickly land
> and those who live within.
>
> But, America the Beautiful,
> if you don't - then you will see,
> A sad but Holy God
> withdraw His hand from Thee.
>
> ~Judge Roy Moore