New York

She glimmers by the darkness of the sea To welcome those who seek true liberty This apple of the earth tempts all to see The truth that nothing in this world is free Such beauty bears a burning torch up high The glorious towers of an empire try To reach God's heaven with a greedy eye A dream compared unto a slice of pie Thou sleepest not and yet unvigilant For evil blinded thy Inhabitants When unrighteous riches reigns abundant Eternity becomes irrelevant Then terrors fall on thee in judgment quake When nations drink his wrath at last awake Filled with much pride thy golden idols break Forbearing grace thou rudely didst forsake But from the ashes stands an emblem old Upon a hill of broken dreams foretold Unworthy friends he was betrayed and sold The priceless one with selfless love untold So spread the word, cease from thy night of work A new day comes, O glorious Sun of York!