Lyrics
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1. 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!
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2. 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.
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3. 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.
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4. 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!
Text: Samuel F. Smith, 1808–1895
Music: From Thesaurus Musicus, London, 1744
- Book
- Hymns
- Hymn Number
- 339
- Music
- From
- Text
- Samuel F. Smith, 1808-1895
- Scriptures
- 2 Nephi 1:7, Ether 2:12
- Meter
- 6 6 4 6 6 6 4
- Topic
- Patriotism
- Tune
- America