1 America triumphant!
Brave land of pioneers!
On mountain peak and prairie
Their winding trail appears.
The wilderness is planted;
The deserts bloom and sing;
On coast and plain the cities
Their smoky banners fling.
2 America triumphant!
New shrine of pilgrim feet!
The poor and lost and hunted
Before thine altars meet.
From sword of czar and sultan,
From ban of priest and peer,
To thee, o’er trackless waters,
They come in hope and fear.
3 America triumphant!
Dear homeland of the free!
Thy sons have fought fallen,
To win release for thee.
They broke the chains of empire;
They smote the wrongs of state;
And lies the law and custom
They blasted with their hate.
4 America triumphant!
Grasp firm thy sword and shield!
Not yet have all thy foemen
Been driven from the field.
They lurk by forge and market,
They hide in mine and mill;
And bold with greed of conquest
They flout thy blessed will.
5 America, America!
Triumphant thou shalt be!
Thy hills and vales shall echo
The shouts of liberty.
Thy bards shall sing thy glory,
Thy prophets tell thy praise,
And all thy sons and daughters
Acclaim thy golden days.
Source: Williston Hymns #133
First Line: | America triumphant, Brave land of pioneers |
Title: | America Triumphant |
Author: | John Haynes Holmes (1915) |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |