America

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 mountain-side
Let freedom ring.
America.

Our fathers' God, to thee,
Author of liberty,
To thee I sing;
Long may our land be bright
With freedoms' holy light;
Protect us by thy might,
Great God, our King!
America.