| O beautiful for spacious skies,
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| For amber waves of grain,
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| For purple mountain majesties
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| Above the fruited plain!
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| America! |
| America!
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| God shed his grace on thee
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| And crown thy good with brotherhood
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| From sea to shining sea!
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| O beautiful for pilgrim feet
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| Whose stern, impassioned stress
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| A thoroughfare for freedom beat
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| Across the wilderness!
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| America! |
| America!
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| God mend thine every flaw,
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| Confirm thy soul in self-control,
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| Thy liberty in law!
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| O beautiful for heroes proved In liberating strife.
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| Who more than self the country loved
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| And mercy more than life!
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| America! |
| America!
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| May God thy gold refine
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| Till all success be nobleness
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| And every gain divine!
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| O beautiful for patriot dream
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| That sees beyond the years
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| Thine alabaster cities gleam
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| Undimmed by human tears!
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| America! |
| America!
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| God shed his grace on thee
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| And crown thy good with brotherhood
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| From sea to shining sea!
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| O beautiful for halcyon skies,
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| For amber waves of grain,
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| For purple mountain majesties
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| Above the enameled plain!
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| America! |
| America!
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| God shed his grace on thee
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| Till souls wax fair as earth and air
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| And music-hearted sea!
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| O beautiful for pilgrims feet,
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| Whose stern impassioned stress
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| A thoroughfare for freedom beat
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| Across the wilderness!
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| America ! |
| America !
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| God shed his grace on thee
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| Till paths be wrought through
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| wilds of thought
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| By pilgrim foot and knee!
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| O beautiful for glory-tale
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| Of liberating strife
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| When once and twice,
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| for man’s avail
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| Men lavished precious life !
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| America! |
| America!
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| God shed his grace on thee
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| Till selfish gain no longer stain
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| The banner of the free!
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| O beautiful for patriot dream
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| That sees beyond the years
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| Thine alabaster cities gleam
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| Undimmed by human tears!
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| America! |
| America!
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| God shed his grace on thee
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| Till nobler men keep once again
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| Thy whiter jubilee! |