My
country tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,
Of thee I
sing.
Land where my fathers died!
Land of the Pilgrim's
pride!
From every mountain side,
Let freedom ring!
My
native country, thee,
Land of the noble free,
Thy name I
love.
I love thy rocks and rills,
Thy woods and templed
hills;
My heart with rapture fills
Like that above.
Let
music swell the breeze,
And ring from all the trees
Sweet
freedom's song.
Let mortal tongues awake;
Let all that
breathe partake;
Let rocks their silence break,
The sound
prolong.
Our
father's God to, Thee,
Author of liberty,
To Thee we
sing.
Long may our land be bright
With freedom's holy
light;
Protect us by Thy might,
Great God, our King!
Written by Samuel Francis Smith
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