Sunday, September 11, 2016

Remembering 9/11


While the storm clouds gather
Far across the sea,
Let us swear allegiance
To a land that's 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
Thru the night
With a light from above

From the mountains to the prairies,
To the oceans, white with foam,
God bless America
My home sweet home

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