Deceased baby girl delivered to funeral home without her organs - lifesitenews.com
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Recommended podcast: The Pill That Took Over the World - 500 Million Kids Dead So Far, by Pastor Kevin Swanson
Recommended reading:
- More babies born at 22 weeks are surviving, but it’s still legal to kill them - lifesitenews.com
- IVF Embryo Deaths Surpass Number of Babies Killed Annually by Abortions, Report Shows - lifesitenews.com
- If Life Isn’t Protected Before Birth, It Isn’t Protected at All - townhall.com
- Truly Disturbing: Parents Name Baby 'R.O.E.' To Celebrate The Killing Of Their Previous Child By Abortion - harbingerdaily.com With North Dakota Abortion Ban in Effect, 17 States Now Protect Babies From Abortions - lifenews.com
- New book for kindergarteners explains abortion as a ‘superpower’ - americanthinker.com
More recommended podcasts:
- Life Ethics - Abortion, Contraception, and Genetic Manipulation, by Dr. M. Keith Foskey
- Cloning and Genetic Engineering - When Men Forget God, by Pastor Kevin Swanson
- Eugenics is Alive and Well - Genetic Testing on IVF Fertilized Eggs, by Pastor Kevin Swanson
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A Malediction
The judges sat outside the law, And in their pride no evil saw
In setting teeth to Satan's jaw, And feeding him our children.
A curse, a curse, the law it cries, A curse, a curse, on mankind's pride
A curse on him who would deny, God's image in mankind.
When viewed in terms of cost and ease, An unborn child is a disease
A holocaust soon fit to please, Our own convenience.
Torn from out their mother's womb, Denied the sky, denied the tomb
Conceived in lust to their own ruin, A sacrifice to pleasure.
A Curse, a curse their blood cries out, A curse, a curse the heavens shout!
A curse on him who dares to flout, God's image in mankind.
The doctors with their blood-red hands, Who loved their money more than man.
With greed their god they lay their plan, The butchers of mankind.
Oh, rid us of this evil Lord, And turn our hearts by cross or sword
Our nation cannot long afford, To live beneath your anger.
A Curse, a curse upon their heads, O, save them Lord, or slay them dead!
And fill our country with your dread, And turn away your anger.
