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Verse 1

Lord! while for all mankind we pray,
Of ev’ry clime and coast,
Oh! hear us for our native land,--
The land we love the most.

Verse 2

Oh! guard our shore from ev’ry foe,
With peace our borders bless,
With prosperous times our cities crown,
Our fields with plenteousness.

Verse 3

Unite us in the sacred love
Of knowledge, truth, and thee;
And let our hills and valleys shout
The songs of liberty.

Verse 4

Lord of the nations! thus to thee
Our country we commend;
Be thou her Refuge and her Trust,
Her everlasting Friend.

Verse 1

My country! ’tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,
Of thee I sing:
Land where my fathers died!
Land of the pilgrim’s pride!
From ev’ry mountain side
Let freedom ring!

Verse 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.

Verse 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.

Verse 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!

Verse 1

God bless our native land!
Firm may she ever stand,
Through storm and night;
When the wild tempests rave,
Ruler of winds and wave!
Do thou our country save,
By thy great might.

Verse 2

For her our prayer shall rise
To God above the skies;
On him we wait;
Thou, who art ever nigh,
Guardian with watchful eye!
To thee aloud we cry,--
God save the state!