AMERICAN RHAPSODY: LAND OF OUR FATHERS
Barry Green Jr 1973 (Florida)
AMERICAN RHAPSODY: LAND OF OUR FATHERS...
Stare in awe, as Hancock signed
Pledge their lives in Independence fight
By faith they stood and in honor bind
To bring before God, our sacred right
Created equal, and all men free
These men would pay any price
So the world would truly come to see
The freedom found in Christ
America, our Fathers land to be
Written in this, my rhapsody
Washington said our Faith made us great
Prayed we'd always stay humble before
The Lord who who blessed our United States
As we emerged from the tide of war
He knew it was Grace that led us
And Grace that should lead on
All credit our Father's laid to Jesus
There at our nation's early dawn
America, our Fathers land to be
Written in this, my rhapsody
John Adams said our constitution only worked
If we were moral people, and just
They knew the danger that deeply lurked
If we did not make God our trust
Everything our Father's said
Made God the nation's soul
Yet now we slip as we tred
As we seek another goal
America, our Fathers land to be
Written in this, my rhapsody
Will America go under? Amazing it may be
Abe Lincoln said no foreign power
Could ever destroy the Land of the Free
Only our own, can destroy Liberty's flower
Don't tred on me, our foundation they laid
But now we spit on the faith they held
Anti American, our power starts to fade
Only Grace can mend what hatred killed
America, our Fathers land to be
Written in this, my rhapsody
Amen
About this poem
Blessed is the nation whose God is the LORD, the people he chose for his inheritance. Psalm 33 12
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Written on March 14, 2024
Submitted by crucifiedinhim2 on March 14, 2024
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Stanza Lengths | 1, 10, 10, 10, 11 |
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