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 every mountain side,
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 fills
Like that above.

Our father's 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!   top