Every Dem Sen 2020 presidential candidate voted to kill living babies

Where will the line be drawn? Toddlers? Pre-K? Ability to earn a living wage?

These people think this is normal. Merciful. A “fundamental human right.”

Remember a couple weeks ago when we thought the murderous governor of Virginia was an outlier?

2 thoughts on “Every Dem Sen 2020 presidential candidate voted to kill living babies

  1. “Where will the line be drawn? Toddlers? Pre-K? Ability to earn a living wage?”

    Opponents to the state? Do you think Stalin considered the victims he ‘disappeared’ as having a right to life? When do they think life matters? How would they answer that question?

    1. As with all other things, to them it matters not what has been done but rather who has been doing it. The “right people” can do no wrong; the “wrong people” can do no right.

      And they all think that they are the “right people”. Completely unaccountable. No humility. “My will be done.”

      They will soon find, if they succeed in overrunning the humble of the earth – the ortho-dox – that the “right people” are only the people with power, and those useful to them. When their usefulness ends, they will be the “wrong people”. Their own faith has betrayed them; those they raged against so furiously were the only ones standing in the way of their destruction.

      Thy will be done, O Lord. So wickedness turns upon itself.

      Domine, clamavi. A prayer against sinful words, and deceitful flatterers. A psalm of David.

      I have cried to thee, O Lord, hear me: hearken to my voice, when I cry to thee. Let my prayer be directed as incense in thy sight; the lifting up of my hands, as evening sacrifice. Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth: and a door round about my lips. Incline not my heart to evil words; to make excuses in sins. With men that work iniquity: and I will not communicate with the choicest of them. The just shall correct me in mercy, and shall reprove me: but let not the oil of the sinner fatten my head. For my prayer also shall still be against the things with which they are well pleased:

      Their judges falling upon the rock have been swallowed up. They shall hear my words, for they have prevailed: As when the thickness of the earth is broken up upon the ground: Our bones are scattered by the side of hell. But o to thee, O Lord, Lord, are my eyes: in thee have I put my trust, take not away my soul. Keep me from the snare, which they have laid for me, and from the stumblingblocks of them that work iniquity. The wicked shall fall in his net: I am alone until I pass.

      Psalm 140

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