While the storm clouds gather far across the sea,
Let us swear allegiance to a land that is free,
Let us all be grateful for a land so fair,
As we raise our voices in a solemn prayer.
God Bless America,
Land that I love,
Stand beside her, and guide her,
Through the night with a light from above.
From the mountains, to the praries,
To the oceans, white with foam.
God Bless America,
My home sweet home.
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