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When the
morning skies grow red
And o'er us their radiance
shed,
Thou, O Lord, appeareth
in their light.
When the Alps glow bright
with splendour,
Pray to God, to Him surrender,
: For you feel and understand,
:
That He dwelleth in this
land.
That He dwelleth in this
land. |
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In
the sunset Thou art nigh
And beyond the starry sky,
Thou, O loving Father, ever
near.
When to Heaven we are departing,
Joy and bliss Thou'lt be
imparting,
: For we feel and understand
:
That Thou dwellest in this
land.
That Thou dwellest in this
land. |
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| 3 |
When
dark clouds enshroud the hills
And gray mist the valley
fills,
Yet Thou art not hidden
from Thy sons.
Pierce the gloom in which
we cower
With Thy sunshine's cleansing
power
: Then we'll feel and understand
:
That God dwelleth in this
land.
That God dwelleth in this
land. |
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FOR US
CITIZEN
THE
STAR SPANGLED BANNER
by
Francis Scott Key (1780-1843)
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