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~~                                              
 


 This says it all.  May we all forward this message and offer our prayers.
Pass this on and let's lift Judge Moore up in prayer.  He has stood firm and
needs our support.