CARP Song Book
134. My Country, 'Tis Of Thee
G D G C G Em My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, D7 G Of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died D7 Land of the pilgrims' pride, G From every mountainside, C G D G 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.
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