Hymn for the Leadership of the 119th Congress

(To the tune The Church’s One Foundation or Lead On O King Eternal)

We have no funds for healthcare

No funds for Mother Earth

No funds to help poor children

Who make it past their birth

No money left for food stamps,

Tuition subsidies,

Or foreign aid or research

To cure deadly disease

No money left for PEPFAR

No funds for Medicaid

Nor affordable housing

Or vaccines that could save

And time is running out on

Social security

That trust fund will be gone soon

Tough luck retirees.

But trust us when we tell you

It’s not that we don’t care

But what was left we’ve spent on

Tax breaks for billionaires

But there’s one thing we’ll always

Find lots of money for:

We’ll tax and spend like liberals

To fund our endless wars.

Under Christ’s Mercy,

Brent

Hymn for Peace

Sung to the tune of How Great Thou Art

O Lord my God, when I, in awesome wonder

Consider all the beauty of your world

And yet look on, at all its splendor plundered

By those who hate and maim and bomb and kill

Then sings my soul

O God, how can this be?

God bring us peace. God bring us peace.

Then sings my soul

How long until we’re free?

God bring us peace. God bring us peace.

Around the world, I see the weapons of war

Wielded without a hesitating thought

As hell rains down on precious lives you died for

Who with your blood, salvation has been bought

Then sings my soul

O God, how can this be?

God bring us peace. God bring us peace.

Then sings my soul

How long until we’re free?

God brings us peace. God bring us peace.

And when I think of Jesus’ blunt refusal

To wield the sword against his fellow man

I wonder how his church gives her approval

To those who do; I cannot understand

Then sings my soul

O God, how can this be?

God bring us peace. God bring us peace.

Then sings my soul

How long until we’re free?

God bring us peace. God bring us peace.

As we await, the day of coming glory

When Christ shall come, and put an end to strife

We pledge ourselves to live a better story

To be the ones who treasure every life.

Still sings my soul

O God, how can this be?

God bring us peace. God bring us peace.

Still sings my soul

How long until we’re free?

God bring us peace. God bring us peace.

Under Christ’s Mercy,

Brent