Let Freedom Ring . . .Let God Reign

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My Country, ‘Tis of Thee

~Samuel P. Smith

 

My country, ‘tis of thee, sweet land of liberty,

O thee I sing;

Land where my fathers died,

Land of the pilgrims’ pride,

From every mountain-side

Let freedom ring.

 

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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God of Our Fathers, Whose Almighty Hand

~Daniel C. Roberts

 

Thy love divine hath led us in the past;

In this free land by Thee our lot is cast;

Be Thou our Ruler, Guardian, Guide and Stay;

Thy word our law, Thy paths our chosen way.

 

From war’s alarms, from deadly pestilence,

Be Thy strong arm our ever-sure defense;

Thy true religion in our hearts increase,

Thy bounteous goodness nourish us in peace.

 

Refresh Thy people on their toilsome way,

Lead us from night to never-ending day;

Fill all our lives with love and grace divine,

And glory, laud and praise be ever Thine.

 

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Battle Hymn of the Republic

 

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 has loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword
His truth is marching on.

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Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.

I have seen Him in the watch-fires 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.

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I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnish`d rows of steel,
“As ye deal with my contemnors, so with you my grace shall deal;”
Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel
Since God is marching on.

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He has sounded from the trumpet that shall never call retreat
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment-seat
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! Be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.

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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.

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!

His truth is marching on!

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God bless America

God bless America,Land that I love,

Stand beside her and guide her

Thru the night with a light from above.

From the mountains, to the prairies,
To the oceans white with foam,
God bless America,
My home, sweet home.
God bless America,
My home, sweet home.

Oh! Thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved home and the war’s desolation!
Blest with victory and peace, may the heav’n rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation.


Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: “In God is our trust.”
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

AMEN!

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8 comments on “Let Freedom Ring . . .Let God Reign

  1. Thank you for the reminder of what this day truly represents…as we think of of all the lives
    that have gone before ours to make freedom a reality in America.

  2. Those words bring joy into my heart. Did you know that 26 of the original signers of the Declaration of Independence were ordained ministers? Marie

  3. Reblogged this on In Love With The Lord Poetry and Prose and commented:
    Beautiful!

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