Life of a Nation
‘Neath English rule America grew strong
And like a growing fetus needs more room
America desired to be free
No more content to be in England’s womb
Like labor, war became severe and long
And so at last when victory was won
America now toddled on its own
The founding fathers prayed consistently
For God to intervene and set the tone
So soon it learned to walk and leap and run
But now the aging land can feel its pains
With wrinkle, sags, and bags around the eyes
Determined to grow strong again and wise
Let’s simply pray that God will take the reins
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