
Patriots share a dream and we sing with one voice— “I am— and you are, we are American” — We trust in His Word, we are shielded with a mighty force of protection, therefore we fear not! We are the heritage of the ancient heart of God— we are the keeper of the flame —Our ancestors stood on rocky shores—the brave pilgrims watched the tall ships come—for many hard years they fought the British to be the first Americans. Africans came upon slave ships —Bowed down by iron chains. They worked the land, and endured the lash. They waited for His cleansing rains. Good or sad, the history of the American spirit cannot be erased! It was born from oppression, the people fought for liberation. We the people settled among the privileged, pirates, and traitors. I’m the daughter of a cotton farmer, who sought the mother lode. The child became a woman, on the long and dusty road. My dad was a child of the great Depression, who saw the good times and learned a lesson. We the people are here to stay. We will keep the land of the FREE – we are in God’s ARMY, and we are many —from all the lands on earth we come – we unite by intuition – to defend the Constitution! It may take a revolution before we are done, but come what may, we will fight in honor of the blood already shed— by Jesus and by patriots too! We are One, we are many – we are Americans, we are not shaken because we stand firm on the Rock, Jesus Christ, our Saviour, the King of kings. AMEN Psalm 91:4-7

I pledge allegiance…
without grievance to,
Almighty God who is,
Truth and Faithful…
Blessed are those,
Who remain hopeful!
Never doubtful –
In Thy name above all
Let us not crawl..
But stand firm
Not as a worm.
Ears hunger to hear the blast
That forever casts…
All evil into hellfire,
To forever expire!
We wait Thy radiant chariot
To grab us up…
With Thy mighty lariat!
As we tread Thy narrow route
We long to hear Thee shout…
Well done
My daughter and son!
AMEN and AMEN

A song for Patriots – We are one, but we are many –And from all the lands on earth we come—We’ll share a dream and sing with one voice— “I am— and you are, we are American” — We the people came from the dream-time—From the dusty plains —We are the ancient heart—The keeper of the flame —The pilgrims stood upon the rocky shores—They watched the tall ships come—For many hard years they fought the British to be the first Americans. Africans came upon slave ships —Bowed down by iron chains. They worked the land, and endured the lash. They waited for His cleansing rains. :rose:The history of the American spirit cannot be erased! It was born from oppression, the people fought for liberation. We the people settled among the privileged, pirates, and traitors. I’m the daughter of a cotton farmer, who sought the mother lode. The child became a woman, on the long and dusty road. My dad was a child of the great Depression, who saw the good times and learned a lesson. We the people are here to stay. We will keep the land of the FREE – we are in God’s ARMY, we are His of righteous. We are one, but we are many —from all the lands on earth we come! We unite as patriots, strong and proud to defend the Constitution! It may take a revolution before we are done, but come what may, we will fight in honor of the blood already shed— by Jesus and by patriots too! We are One, we are many – we are Americans! AMEN
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