Here's a song with a particular view on Immigration which I don't particularly agree with, and yet I really like this song. In fact, I owned this LP titled- "Graham Nash & David Crosby"- when it first came out in 1972. I like the David Crosby and Graham Nash style of music.
Anyhow, any discussion is very welcomed. May the Lord give us His wisdom on this very debated topic of immigration as American citizens, and followers of Christ.
"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"
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