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Mine eyes have seen the statues being torn down from their plinths erasing our shared history at the Citizens expense those who rewrite the past commit a grave offense when Truth is trampled on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! The Truth is trampled on. Soon they’ll revise the history books and omit the civil war. Our Youth won’t have to learn about the “lost cause” anymore To tell the truth about the past will be against the law then truth is trampled on. There was once a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel, "Six hundred thousand had to die before our land could heal;" When a Hero, born of woman, crushed Rebellion with his heel When God was marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! The Truth is trampled on. I have heard the trumpets echo die; its absence makes me weep I see Marse Robert join the rest upon the ******* heap He who was skilled in victory and gracious in defeat- This history must live on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! This history must live on.
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May 29, 2017
May 29, 2017 at 9:46 PM UTC
Transient Glory Hallelujah
Mine eyes have seen the statues being torn down from their plinths erasing our shared history at the Citizens expense those who rewrite the past commit a grave offense when Truth is trampled on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! The Truth is trampled on. Soon they’ll revise the history books and omit the civil war. Our Youth won’t have to learn about the “lost cause” anymore To tell the truth about the past will be against the law then truth is trampled on. There was once a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel, "Six hundred thousand had to die before our land could heal;" When a Hero, born of woman, crushed Rebellion with his heel When God was marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! The Truth is trampled on. I have heard the trumpets echo die; its absence makes me weep I see Marse Robert join the rest upon the ******* heap He who was skilled in victory and gracious in defeat- This history must live on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! This history must live on.
t is a a sad state of affairs when Lenin is honored with a statue and Robert E. Lee is dragged down like he was Saddam Hussein. Lee was our countries hero during the Mexican war, he led the Americans who recaptured Harper's ferry from John Brown, a domestic terrorist. He was a worthy adversary in the War between the States and his gracious surrender did much to heal the wounds of war. These cultural Fascists of the Left do no one any favors. Remember that those who start by burning books end up burning Human beings
john-f-mccullagh
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May 29, 2017
May 29, 2017 at 9:46 PM UTC
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