I know that the Battle Hymn of the Republic is a abolitionist song, and it isn’t a prayer – but I had the terrible feeling that Trump believes that the Lord saved him from the assassination attempt, and he identified with the last verse of the song: 

In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in his bosom that transfigures you and me;
As he died to make us holy, let us die that all be free!
While God is marching on. 

I hope he knows what he is doing.  He spent half of his speech kvetching and then the other half alternately giving me hope and scaring me to death.