My Country, 'Tis of Thee
Words by Samuel Francis Smith
Music from Thesaurus Musicus

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John 8:32
"And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free."


          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 ev'ry 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 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!

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