Land of Old Glory

*************************************************************** I am Old Glory, a land of the golden west I lie between the Atlantic blue, and a vast Pacific crest Where freedom of speech and liberty is my God given right Oh, Lord, keep my vision shining clear and bright! I am the cornfields beneath the prairie sky And the bluegrass where the rivers run high A country made of men who dared to fight Oh, Lord, keep my vision shining clear and bright! I am snowcapped mountains that rise above the day I am the right to live, the right to voice, the right to pray I will not buckle beneath the strain, I will keep my faith in sight Oh, Lord, keep my vision shining clear and bright O’ land of mine, so proudly how you stand A home for countrymen who came from other lands Where hearts aspire freedom, and dreams are lifted high Oh, Lord, keep my vision shining clear and bright! I am youth’s ambitions yearning, in the restless springtime breeze I am filled with hopes, where shelter lives, beneath the wintered eaves I hold the torch of freedom, and the ever lasting light Oh, Lord, keep my vision shining clear and bright! *************************************************************** _____________________________________________________________ For Isaiah's Contest: Patriotic Poems