Wednesday, July 04, 2012

Day 4: Summer Sparkle


My country, 'tis of thee,
sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing;
land where my fathers dies,
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 mortals 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.

~Samuel F. Smith

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