America, our wondorous land where freedom doth prevail, where mountains, grand, majestic stand to tower fertile vales. Your windswept plains provide our grains, your lakes and rivers teem; your eagle soars above the life admist your forests green. Your shores have welcomed man, diverse; could any other boast of longing hearts and dreams fulfilled from coast to golden coast? Old Glory, symbol of your birthm waves steadfast through the years, and when upon our flag we gaze with pride we're moved to tears. Of all the nations in the world wherever we may roam, to you alone our hearts are drawn; your wonders call us home. America, we honor you, so richly blessed, so free. Our loving Lord, we worship you; these riches come from thee.