My Country ’Tis of Thee
WORDS: SAMUEL F. SMITH, 1831, TUNE: AMERICA, ANONYMOUS.
First Verse:
My country, ’tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing:
Land where my father’s died, land of the pilgrims’ pride, from every mountain side let freedom ring!
Second Verse:
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.
Third Verse:
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.
Fourth Verse:
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!
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All photo credits: J. Heston. Location: Jefferson City, Missouri • SOTO © Archive 06/15/06
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![Missouri State Capital](mycountrytis/JeffCity1.jpg)
Plate 1.
![Yellow Rudbeckia](mycountrytis/rudbekia.jpg)
Plate 2.
![Missouri State Capital](mycountrytis/JeffCity2.jpg)
Plate 3.