My Country 'Tis Of Thee Songtext / Lyric

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!






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



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!



From every mountain side let freedom ring! Ring!