For the Evangelicals Still Standing by Their Man
A mighty fortress is our Trump,
a bulwark ever flailing;
our Savior he amid the flood,
his moral ills prevailing.
For still Trump’s dauntless foes
do seek to work Him woe;
their craft and power are great,
and armed with cruel facts,
on earth are not their equals.
Did we in our own strength take pride,
our striving would be bruising,
were not the right man on our side,
the man whom God's abusing.
Dost ask who that may be?
The President, it is he;
Donald Trump, his name,
from day to day the same,
(though he may lose this battle).
