God bless America, land that I love. Stand beside her and guide her through the night with a light from above.

Sometimes it feels like night in my beloved country. We are fighting for our existence. We are in debt up to our ears, drowning in it. Our freedoms seem to be melting away like ice on a summer day.

There is fighting within our borders. The streets in our cities are fraught with violence. Our resources and beauty are sucked up by so-called progress. Our babies, our next generation, die at the hands of their mothers by choice. Fathers forsake their children and leave them for the state to provide. Drugs and alcohol drive people to do the unthinkable.

We are weighed in the balance and found wanting.

Father, forgive us for we have sinned.

And yet . . .

Grace abounds. Grace always abounds.

We are the most blessed nation in the world. Our land overflows with bounty. Freedom still rings loudly. Peoples from around the world desire to come to America because of what we can offer. The gospel is still preached on our soil. We still send out missionaries.

We have been given much and much will be required.

Father, show us the way. Light the path in the dark.

God bless America.

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