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My Country, ‘Tis of Thee

Samuel F. Smith

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My country,    'tis of thee sweet land of       liberty       of     thee I sing
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Land where my fathers died land of the pilgrims' pride
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From every mountain side    let    free - dom ring.

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My native country thee    land of       the noble free    Thy    name I   love
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I love thy rocks and rills,thy woods and templed hills
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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

Our glorious Land to-day 'Neath Education's sway Soars upward still
Its hills of learning fair Whose bounties all may share,
behold them everywhere On vale and hill!

Thy safeguard Liberty The school shall ever be Our Nation's pride!
No tyrant hand shall smite While with encircling might
All here are taught the Right With Truth allied.

Beneath Heaven's gracious will The stars of progress still
Our course do sway In unity sublime
To broader heights we climb Triumphant over Time
God speeds our way!

Grand birthright of our sires Our altars and our fires Keep we still pure!
Our starry flag unfurled The hope of all the world
In peace and light impearled God hold secure!