Text: | America |
Author: | S. F. Smith, D. D. |
Tune: | [My country, 'tis of thee] |
Composer: | H. Carey |
1. My country, ’tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,
Of thee I sing;
Land where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrims’ pride,
From ev’ry mountainside
Let freedom ring.
2. 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.
3. 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.
4. 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.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | My country, 'tis of thee |
Title: | America |
Author: | S. F. Smith, D. D. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1919 |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | [My country, 'tis of thee] |
Composer: | H. Carey |
Incipit: | 11271 23343 21217 |
Key: | F Major |