This is a song written by xtnyoda.
In response to the nay-sayers, skeptics, and our nations critics.
Prayer for America
They tell me that our country here
is on the verge of death.
They tell me that our great land
is breathing her last breath.
Like a child that's been brought down
by a crazy man,
They tell me that our country here
isn't going to stand.
They tell me that the Freedom Bell
is cracked and broke in two.
They tell me that living here's
like living in a zoo.
Like animals trapped in a cage
they tell me that we're through,
But I asked God, and He told me
that was just not true!
He said, "Ol' Glory will not fall
until all Glory comes.
Until God's Glory comes
Ol' Glory will stand.
Ol' Glory, will fly the sky
until we all go home,
until God's church goes home
Ol' Glory will stand!"
They tell me that our boys don't have
the courage now to fight.
They tell me that they're all afraid
to stand up for what's right.
Like a dog that's whipped and running
tail between his legs,
they tell me that there's nothing left
but a cowards grave.
But, I knew Bob and Ted and Al,
and Frank and Mike and Fred,
and Billy Ray, and Tommy Joe,
and many more that are dead.
I felt their blood run through my hands,
I held them as they died.
They paid the highest price of all
to keep Glory alive!
Now this great land
She still holds all that in me
is a dream.
And, our flag is still the best
this world has ever seen!
And long after the skeptics die
and rot beneath the ground,
Ol' Glory still will fly the sky,
to the swell of Freedom's sound!
Mine eyes have seen the Glory
of the coming of the Lord!
He is trampling out the vintage where
the grapes of wrath are stored.
He hath loosed the fateful lightening
of His terrible swift sword!
Our God is marching on!
"Ol' Glory will not fall
until all Glory comes.
Until God's Glory comes
Ol' Glory will stand.
Ol' Glory, will fly the sky
until we all go home,
until God's church goes home
Ol' Glory will stand!"
xtnyoda shalomed
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