My Country, 'Tis of Thee
by Francis Smith
- 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!
- 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.
- (added to celebrate Washington's Centennial )
- Our joyful hearts today,
- Their grateful tribute pay,
- Happy and free,
- After our toils and fears,
- After our blood and tears,
- Strong with our hundred years,
- O God, to Thee.
- We love thine inland seas,
- Thy groves and giant trees,
- Thy rolling plains;
- Thy rivers' mighty sweep,
- Thy mystic canyons deep,
- Thy mountains wild and steep,--
- All thy domains.
- Thy silver Eastern strands,
- Thy Golden Gate that stands
- Fronting the West;
- Thy flowery Southland fair,
- Thy North's sweet, crystal air:
- O Land beyond compare,
- We love thee best!
Additional Abolitionist Lyrics 1843 A. G. Duncan Jarius Lincoln, [ed.] Antislavery Melodies: for The Friends of Freedom. Prepared for The Hingham Antislavery Society. Words by A. G. Duncan.
- My country,' tis of thee,
- Stronghold of slavery, of thee I sing;
- Land where my fathers died,
- Where men man’s rights deride,
- From every mountainside thy deeds shall ring!
- My native country, thee,
- Where all men are born free, if white’s their skin;
- I love thy hills and dales,
- Thy mounts and pleasant vales;
- But hate thy negro sales, as foulest sin.
- Let wailing swell the breeze,
- And ring from all the trees the black man’s wrong;
- Let every tongue awake;
- Let bond and free partake;
- Let rocks their silence break, the sound prolong.
- Our father’s God! to thee,
- Author of Liberty, to thee we sing;
- Soon may our land be bright,
- With holy freedom’s right,
- Protect us by thy might, Great God, our King.
- It comes, the joyful day,
- When tyranny’s proud sway, stern as the grave,
- Shall to the ground be hurl’d,
- And freedom’s flag, unfurl’d,
- Shall wave throughout the world, O’er every slave.
- Trump of glad jubilee!
- Echo o’er land and sea freedom for all.
- Let the glad tidings fly,
- And every tribe reply,
- “Glory to God on high,” at Slavery’s fall.
- -Lyrics found on Wikipedia
- Have a happy and safe 4th of July!
I especially like the slavery version... :)
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