Trump Sparks Chants of ‘Jesus!’ at Rally with Faith-Filled Message to Supporters

Standing before a crowd of thousands, Trump recounted an incident involving Vice President Kamala Harris at a recent rally, where a group of anti-abortion protesters had shouted, “Jesus is Lord.” Trump described how Harris had responded by telling the group, “You’re at the wrong rally.” This reaction from Harris, Trump suggested, showed a lack of respect for Christian beliefs and an unwillingness to embrace faith in the public arena.

“When I hear ‘Jesus is Lord,’ I don’t hear the wrong rally,” Trump said, his voice rising as he looked out at the crowd. “I hear the right rally, the right message.”

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