Maestoso. AMERICA.-^-National hymn. Of thee I sing; Land where my Thy name I love; I love thy the trees Sweet freedom’s song; Let mortal 1. My coun-try’tis of thee, Sweet land of lib - er-ty, 2. My na -tire conn - try 1 thee, Land of the no - hie free, 3. Let mu-sic swell the breeze, And ring from all f fa - thers died; Land of the pil- grim’s pride; From ev - ’ry moun-tain side Let freedom ring. rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills; My heart with rap - ture thrills, Like that a-bove. ' tongues a-wake; Let all that breathe partake; Let rocks their si - lence break, The sound prolong, i Our fathers’ God, to Thee, Author of Liberty, To Thee we sing I Long may our land be bright With Freedom’s holy light, Protect us by Thy might Great God our King! The music, “ God Save the Queen,” and the hymn, “ My Country, ’Tis of Thee,” by Rev. Samuel F. Smith, seem perpetually married. .-------- •----
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