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Key of C. My country, 't is of thee, Sweet land of liberty,
Of thee I sing! Land where our fathers died, Land of the pilgrim's pride, From every mountain side
Let freedom ring.
My native country, theeŚ 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.
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's 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.