From June Butler of Wounded Bird
HOW GREAT I AM
(To the tune of How Great Thou Art)
O Donald Trump, when I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds my hands have made;
I see the tower, I hear the jangling quarters,
My power throughout this earth of ours displayed.
CHORUS:
Then sings my soul, O Donald Trump, to me,
How great I am, how great I am.
Then sings my soul, O Donald Trump, to me,
How great I am, how great I am!
And when I think of me my time not sparing;
I choose to run, I scarce can take it in;
That on the stump, my burden gladly bearing,
I lie and shout my way to score a win.
REPEAT CHORUS
When I shall come with shouts of acclamation
As nominee, what joy shall fill my heart!
The right will bow with humble resignation,
And there proclaim, "O Trump, how great Thou art!"
REPEAT CHORUS
Alternative lyrics for the hymn by me, with apologies to Carl Gustav Boberg (1859–1940).
That just about says it all, doesn't it.
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