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06/26/10(Sat)17:18 No.5932177My
country, 'tis of Thee,
Sweet Land of Liberty
Of thee I sing;
Land
where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrims' pride,
From every
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.
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! |
