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America, the Beautiful
Show proper
respect to everyone...fear God. 1 Peter 2:17
TEXT: Katherine Lee
Bates
1. O beautiful for
spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple
mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!
America!
America!
God shed His grace on thee,
And crown thy good
with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
2. O beautiful for pilgrim feet,
Whose stern
impassioned stress
A thoroughfare for freedom beat
Across the
wilderness!
America! America!
God mend thine
every flaw,
Confirm thy soul with self-control,
Thy liberty in
law!
3. O beautiful for heroes proved
In liberating
strife,
Who more than self their country loved,
And mercy more
than life!
America! America!
May God thy gold
refine,
Till all success be nobleness,
And every gain
divine!
4. O beautiful for
patriot dream
That sees beyond the years
Thine alabaster
cities gleam,
Undimmed by human tears!
America!
America!
God shed His grace on thee,
And crown thy
good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
The Battle Hymn of the Republic
TEXT:
Julia Ward Howe
1. Mine eyes have
seen the glory
of the coming of the Lord;
he is trampling
out the vintage
where the grapes of wrath are stored;
he hath loosed the
fateful lightning
of his terrible swift sword;
his truth is
marching on.
Refrain:
Glory, glory,
hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory,
hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
2. I have seen him in the watchfires
of a hundred
circling camps,
they have builded him an altar
in the evening
dews and damps;
I can read his righteous sentence
by the dim and
flaring lamps;
his day is marching on.
Refrain
3. He has sounded forth the trumpet
that shall never
call retreat;
he is sifting out the hearts of men
before his
judgment seat;
O be swift, my soul, to answer him;
be jubilant, my
feet!
Our God is marching on.
Refrain
4. In the beauty of the lilies
Christ was born
across the sea,
with a glory in his bosom
that transfigures
you and me;
as he died to make men holy,
let us die to make
men free,
while God is marching on.
Refrain
5. He is coming like the glory
of the morning on
the wave,
he is wisdom to the mighty,
he is honor to the
brave;
so the world shall be his footstool,
and the soul of
wrong his slave.
Our God is marching on.
Refrain
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