1 The land we love is calling,
From plain and mountain height,
Her valiant sons and daughters
To lift her beacon light;
From coast to coast the answer
Comes ringing loud and free,
"America, America,"
We bring our lives to thee.
2 The soul starved mountain highlands,
The need of countryside,
The city’s creeping darkness,
Where sin and fear abide,
Shall see the marching thousands
That come from far and near:
"America, America,"
Thy pleading call we hear!
3 O heralds of the morning,
Stand in your radiant might,
Splendid with faith triumphant,
Touched by the living light,
For faithful, loving service
Thy country calls to thee,
Till God’s redeemed America
Thy shining crown shall be.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #11901