While the storm clouds gather far across the sea, let us swear allegiance to a land that's free.
Let us all be grateful for a land so fair, as we raise our voice in a solemn prayer.
God Bless America. Land that I love. Stand beside her, and guide her, thru the night with a light from above. From the mountains to the prairies, to the oceans white with foam.
God bless America,
My home sweet home.
-Irving Berlin-