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| Thank You, God, For America O Father in heaven, how precious Your gifts are to me, Your bright stars and blue skies, Your mountains and the boundless sea. How blessed by You am I, to live and breathe in this prize creation, in the land most blessed by You, America, noblest of all the nations, I might've been born elsewhere, in some land far across the sea, never to know the beauty and grace, that is this land, so brave and free. O Father in Heaven, thank You for this heavenly land, for in its very heart and soul, I see the workings of Your hand. And it is Your breath, my Lord, which stirs and refreshes it anew, that keeps it alive and moving on, this inspiration that comes from You. copyright 2001 Roland Ricker HOME EMAIL midi is American Medley |
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