These are some of the lyrics from a song by the seventies rock band Eagles.
Well, ain't it a shame
That our short little memories
Never seem to learn
The message of history
We keep makin' the same mistakes
Over and over and over and over again
And then we wonder why
We're in the shape we're in
Frail grasp on the big picture
Light fading and the fog is getting thicker
It's a frail grasp on the big picture
Dark ages
And we pray to our Lord
Who we know is American
He reigns from on high
He speaks to us through middlemen
And he shepherds his flock
We sing out and we praise His name
He supports us in war
He presides over football games
And the right will prevail
All our troubles shall be resolved
We have faith in the Lord
Frail grasp on the big picture
It's a frail grasp on the big picture
Heaven help us
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2 comments:
wow sarcasm is great method of communication. "and we pray to our Lord Who we know is American"
oohhh, shivers. shivers of anger, that is. i wonder how God feels as He watches the warriors of an American "God" kill His children in other nations, all the while calling themselves heroes of faith?
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