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:Let freedom ring ! | :Let freedom ring ! | ||
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:My heart with rapture thrills | :My heart with rapture thrills | ||
:Like that above. | :Like that above. | ||
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:Let rocks their silence break, | :Let rocks their silence break, | ||
:The sound prolong. | :The sound prolong. | ||
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:Protect us by Thy might, | :Protect us by Thy might, | ||
:Great God, our King! | :Great God, our King! | ||
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:All thy domains. | :All thy domains. | ||
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:O Land beyond compare, | :O Land beyond compare, | ||
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- CPDL #01980: Finale 1998
- Editor: Rafael Ornes (submitted 2001-01-16). Score information: Letter, 1 page, 17 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Verses one to four included.
- CPDL #16830: Sibelius 4 Sibelius SVG
- Editor: Theresa A. Steiner (submitted 2008-05-07). Score information: Letter, 1 page, 58 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: All six verses included.
General Information
Title: My Country, 'Tis of Thee aka America, my country 'tis of thee
Composer: Anonymous, melody derived from the British national anthem, God Save the King
Lyricist: Samuel Francis Smith
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Hymn
Language: English
Instruments: A cappella
Published: Pilgrim Hymnal
Description: This version is derived from the 1917 edition of 55 Songs and Choruses for Community Singing. The original version begins with this introductory text:
- "Several nations have used this splendid dignified tune, either as a national anthem,
- or as a composition of the utmost importance. Parts of the melody have been traced
- back as far as Dr. John Bull (1563-1628), but the composer of the melody in its final
- form is still unknown, though many continue to credit it to Henry Carey, an Englishman (1690-1743).
- The words were written in 1832 by Reverend S. F. Smith, an American clergymen.
- The song was first sung publicly at a children's celebration of American independence in the Park
- Street Church, Boston, July 4, of that year. Numerous other verses have been written to this melody.
- Two of the best are the ones below by Henry Van Dyke.
External websites:
Original text and translations
English text
1.
My country 'tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,
Of thee I sing:
Land where my fathers died !
Land of the pilgrims' pride
From ev'ry mountainside
Let freedom ring !
2.
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.
3.
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.
4.
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!
5.
We love thine inland seas,
Thy groves and giant trees,
Thy rolling plains;
Thy rivers' mighty sweep,
Thy mystic canyons deep,
Thy mountains wild and steep,--
All thy domains.
6.
Thy silver Eastern strands,
Thy Golden Gate that stands
Fronting the West;
Thy flowery Southland fair,
Thy North's sweet, crystal air:
O Land beyond compare,
We love thee best!