1 O beautiful, our country!
Be thine a nobler care
Than all thy wealth of commerce,
Thy harvests waving fair;
Be it thy pride to lift up
The manhood of the poor;
Be thou to the oppressed
Fair freedom’s open door!
2 For thee our fathers suffered,
For thee they toiled and pray’d;
Upon thy holy altar
Their willing lives they laid.
Thou hast no common birthright,
Grand memories on thee shine,
The blood of pilgrim nations
Commingled flows in thine.
3 O beautiful, our country!
Round thee in love we draw;
Thine be the grace of Freedom,
The majesty of Law.
Be Righteousness thy scepter,
Justice thy diadem;
And on thy shining forehead
Be Peace the crowning gem.
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First Line: | O beautiful, our country |
Title: | O Beautiful, Our Country |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1915 |