Election Day Reflection
O God of earth and altar
bow down and hear our cry
Our earthly rulers falter.
Our people drift and die.
The walls of gold entomb us;
the sword of scorn divide.
Take not thy thunder from us,
but take away our pride.
For all that terror teaches,
from lies of tongue and pen,
from all the easy speeches
that comfort cruel men,
from sale and profanation
of honor and the sword
from sleep and from damnation
deliver us, good Lord!
Tie in a living tether
the prince and priest and thrall
Bind all our lives together.
Smite us and save us all.
In ire an exultation
aflame with faith and free,
lift up a living nation,
a single sword to thee.
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