Oh beautiful for spacious skies
For amber waves of grain
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain
God shed his grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea
Oh Beautiful for patriot dream
That sees beyond the years
Thine alabaster cities gleam
Undimmed by human tears
God mend thine ev'ry flaw
Confirm thy soul in self-control
Thy liberty in law
My country, 'tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,
Of thee I sing;
Land where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrims' pride,
From ev'ry 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.
Sing Along "Lord of All Hopefulness"
Lord of all hopefulness, Lord of all joy,
Whose trust, ever child-like,
no cares can destroy,
Be there at our waking,
and give us, we pray,
Your bliss in our hearts,
Lord, at the break of the day.
Lord of all eagerness,
Lord of all faith,
Whose strong hands were skilled at the plane and the lathe,
Be there at our labors, and give us, we pray,
Your strength in our hearts, Lord,
at the noon of the day.
Lord of all kindliness,
Lord of all grace,
Your hands swift to welcome, your arms to embrace,
Be there at our homing, and give us, we pray,
Your love in our hearts, Lord,
at the eve of the day.
Lord of all gentleness, Lord of all calm,
Whose voice is contentment,
whose presence is balm,
Be there at our sleeping,
and give us, we pray,
Your peace in our hearts,
Lord, at the end of the day.
Traditional Irish Tune Lyrics by Jan Struther, 1931
Sing Alone: "The Summons"
John L. Bell & Graham Maule
Will you come and follow me if I but call your name?
Will you go where you don't know and never be the same?
Will you let my love be shown? Will you let my name be known,
will you let my life be grown in you and you in me?
Will you leave yourself behind if I but call your name?
Will you care for cruel and kind and never be the same?
Will you risk the hostile stare should your life attract or scare?
Will you let me answer prayer in you and you in me?
Will you let the blinded see if I but call your name?
Will you set the prisoners free and never be the same?
Will you kiss the leper clean and do such as this unseen,
and admit to what I mean in you and you in me?
Will you love the "you" you hide if I but call your name?
Will you quell the fear inside and never be the same?
Will you use the faith you've found to reshape the world around,
through my sight and touch and sound in you and you in me?
Lord your summons echoes true when you but call my name.
Let me turn and follow you and never be the same.
In Your company I'll go where Your love and footsteps show.
Thus I'll move and live and grow in you and you in me.
Hail Mary, full of grace,
The Lord is with you,
Blessed are you among women,
And blessed is the fruit of your womb,
Jesus Holy Mary, Mother of God,
Pray for us sinner now,
And at the hour of death, Amen.
Gentle woman, gentle woman,
Quiet light, quiet light,
Morning star, morning star,
So strong and bright,
Gentle mother, gentle mother,
Peaceful dove, peaceful dove
Teach us wisdom, teach us love,
You were chosen by The Father,
You were chosen for The Son,
You were chosen from all women,
And for women, shining one.