A theist I'm not, nor religious doctrine do I avow, but wisdom can be found in the damndest places. Never in my short life have I seen a political climate--for which both parties are proving themselves equally shitty--where this 100+ year old hymn better resonates.
O God of earth and altar,
Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die;
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
But take away our pride.
From all that terror teaches,
From lies of tongue and pen,
From all the easy speeches
That comfort cruel men,
From sale and profanation
Of honour and the sword,
From sleep and from damnation,
Deliver us, good Lord.
-- G. K. Chesterton, 1906, The English Hymnal
