Almighty God! The children of a democratic nation raise their pretty damn-well armed hands to you from every quarter of the world (some of them just keep inexplicably exiting the country). They cry to you from great plains and snow-capped peaks, from rising waterways and sinking dessicate valleys. By the blood of our people fallen in battles for liberty and justice, deliver us O Lord!

From the profane little hands of fools, deliver us O Lord!

From the darkness of ignorant minds, deliver us O Lord!

From the superficial inanity of wealth without depth of character, deliver us O Lord!

From intolerance and hatred bred of xenophobic fear, deliver us O Lord!

From two-faced reactionary hypocrisy, deliver us O Lord!

From intemperate rhetorical ineptitude, deliver us O Lord!

From silly narcissitic speachifying, deliver us O Lord!

From sexist pus*-grabbing boasters, deliver us O Lord!