AMERICA.(To be memorized)
(To be memorized)
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 mountain sideLet 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 treesSweet 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 brightWith freedom’s holy light,Protect us by thy might,Great God, our King!Samuel F. 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 mountain sideLet 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 treesSweet 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 brightWith freedom’s holy light,Protect us by thy might,Great God, our King!Samuel F. 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 mountain sideLet freedom ring.
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 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.
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 treesSweet freedom’s song;Let mortal tongues awake,Let all that breathe partake,Let rocks their silence break,The sound prolong.
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 brightWith freedom’s holy light,Protect us by thy might,Great God, our King!
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.
Samuel F. Smith.