Original text: 1. My country 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing: Land where my fathers died ! Land of the pilgrims' pride From ev'ry mountainside Let freedom ring ! 2. My native country, thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love: I love thy rocks and rills Thy woods and templed hills; My heart with rapture thrills Like that above. 3. 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. 4. 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! 5. We love thine inland seas, Thy groves and giant trees, Thy rolling plains; Thy rivers' mighty sweep, Thy mystic canyons deep, Thy mountains wild and steep,-- All thy domains. 6. Thy silver Eastern strands, Thy Golden Gate that stands Fronting the West; Thy flowery Southland fair, Thy North's sweet, crystal air: O Land beyond compare, We love thee best!
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