~Sweet Land of Liberty~

 My country, 'tis of Thee,

Sweet land of liberty

Of thee I sing;

Land where my fathers died,

Land of the pilgrims' pride,

 

From every mountainside

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 thrills

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 fathers' 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.