Remember not, Lord, our social media offences, neither take thou
vengeance of our mis-postings. Spare us,
good Lord, spare thy people, and be not angry with us forever.
Spare us, good
Lord.
From propagation of internet hoaxes; from sharing without verifying;
and from posting things we simply wish to be true,
Good Lord,
deliver us.
From using thy name in vain to guilt-manipulate others into sharing the
crap we post,
Good Lord, deliver
us.
From paying for our own joy with the tears of our friends,
Good Lord,
deliver us.
From the posting of inappropriate images, of the seen which cannot be
unseen,
Good Lord,
deliver us.
From the mindless amping up of our vapid words by use of the f-bomb,
From the mindless amping up of our vapid words by use of the f-bomb,
Good Lord,
deliver us.
From cowardly blocking of those who have offended us,
Good Lord,
deliver us.
From capricious unfriending of good people,
Good Lord,
deliver us.
From sharing of drivel which happens to support our own political views,
From sharing of drivel which happens to support our own political views,
Good Lord,
deliver us.
In all time of our schadenfreude, in all time of our snarkiness, and in
the hour of logging out,
Good Lord, deliver us.
Good Lord, deliver us.
