My Country 'Tis

My country 'tis

This wee sweet land of liberty

Of thee I sing

Land where my fathers died

Land of the pilgrim's pride

From every mountainside

Let freedom ring

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 will rapture fills like that above

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

Our Father God to Thee Author of liberty

To Thee I sing

My country 'tis of Thee

Sweet land of liberty

For all eternity

Let freedom ring

Let freedom ring

My country 'tis, my country 'tis of Thee