Our land is United.
Apart by land, but linked by laws
That govern people smeared with flaws
Pride binds the hearts from east to west.
But do all know our land is blessed
By God who mends the open sores
That plague the lands on distant shores?
Our land is States.
A puzzle interlocks the pieces
Of our country's folds and creases
Each piece vital to form the whole
But does each give our God control
As our fathers who first began
A nation under God's own plan?
Our land is America.
The land of free and land of brave.
The soldiers fought; their lives they gave.
They battled war for liberty.
But do we know God keeps us free
To seek our dreams and seek his will
To reach the gates of Zion's hill?
Our land is the U.S.A.
Baseballs tossed on sun drenched fields
Abundant food the harvest yields.
Children splash in ocean beaches,
But do we know what God teaches
From this wrapped gift he gave in grace?
This awesome land reflects his face.
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