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Saturday, October 31, 2009

My country ’tis of thee


My country, ’tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,
Of thee I sing;
Land where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrims’ pride,
From every mountainside,
Let freedom ring!

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.

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 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.



Words:
Sam­u­el F. Smith, 1832.
Music: America, The­saur­us Mu­sic­us, 1744

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P.S. These shores were a haven for those early settlers seeking religious liberty; Those persecuted brethren fleeing the religious bigotry of Europe; namely the Church of England and the Church or Rome. These same powers, their Kings, popes and princes are united today in many forms; Again, they are intent on returning this freedom loving land to their tyrannical designs. The gunpowder plot was not a myth, friends, but a fact; and a new Guy Fawkes has come to our shores.
Many here now point to the U.K. and to Rome as being more enlightened than our own land. How ridiculous and short sighted. Those that came here fled those same powers that are now seen by some as providing a (the greater good) more equitable solution to the world's ills.
No my brethren, don't allow yourself to be fooled by those over there dictating (to us) their ideals as gospel; Such as Caritas In Veritate, or other papal bulls; Do not be deceived by the socialist medical system of the U.K. Neither of these are based on our principles of each person deciding for themselves what is best for them. Freedom of choice is one of our Protestant Principles; Never mind those out-moded Old Worlde ideas.
Tyranny is their ultimate goal. No choice, just their voice!
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Nope, please join me and sing: We need no pope or King (or Queen).
Yes, Great God, Our King!
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Let freedom ring!
Great God, our King!