America, I Grieve For Thee

America: I Grieve For Thee
© 2009 Jack Ferm ~ All Rights Reserved

My country 'tis of Thee
Land of lost liberty
For Thee I grieve.

Land where my fathers died
Bring back Thy pilgrims' pride
From every mountainside
Let freedom ring!

My native country be
Now aristocracy
No longer free.

I love Thy rocks and rills
Thy woods and templed hills
My heart with sadness fills
For Thee I grieve.

God, let Thy righteous be
Heard loud from sea to sea
Fearless in Thee.

Grants of immunity
That each one fails to see
Leaders have forsaken Thee
For Thee I grieve.

Let truth swell with ease
Carried on freedoms breeze
Inspiring all.

Noble and just shall rise
Against all tyrants lies
Integrity shall shine
Let freedom ring!

Mortals of every kind
Speak with your open mind
Fear not the truth.

Strong in our unity
Standing triumphantly
Against all odds we’ll be
Let freedom ring!

Our fathers' God to Thee
Author of liberty
To Thee we pray.

Lost in the dark of night
Bring back Thy freedom's light
Protect us with Thy might
Let freedom ring!