My country tis of thee
1 My country tis of theesweet land of liberty of thee I singland where my fathers diedland of the pilgrims pridefrom every mountainside let freedom ring2 My native country theeland of the noble free thy name I loveI love thy rocks and rillsthy woods and templed hillsmy heart with rapture thrills like that above3 Let music swell the breezeand ring from all the trees sweet freedom s songlet mortal tongues awakelet all that breathe partakelet rocks their silence break the sound prolong4 Our fathers God to theeauthor of liberty to thee we singlong may our land be brightwith freedom s holy lightprotect us by thy might great God our King