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America's best posture

Note: because the famous quote from the Statute of Liberty is in the news, I wanted to re-post a portion of a sermon I preached, partly on that topic, in September of 2015.  

Most people are familiar with a couple lines of the poem that is written on a tablet within the pedestal on the Statute of Liberty in New York: “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free.” 
The poem is called “The New Colossus” by the Jewish poet Emma Lazarus. Here’s the whole poem:
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame, with conquering limbs astride from land to land; Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand A mighty woman with a torch,  whose flame is the imprisoned lightening,  and her name Mother of Exiles.  
From her beacon-hand Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command  The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame. “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 wretche…