Poem by Judge Roy Moore

The following is a poem written by Judge Roy Moore from Alabama. Judge Moore was sued by the ACLU for displaying the Ten Commandments in his courtroom foyer. He has been stripped of his judgeship and now they are trying to strip his right to practice law in Alabama.  The judge’s poem sums it up quite well.

                    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

Let’s lift Judge Moore up in prayer. He has stood firm and needs our support.

waynem

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1 Response to Poem by Judge Roy Moore

  1. Ellie says:

    wow, that’s really powerful! awesome awesome work of art with such a punch. the last lines especially! oh that America will head the warning!

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