World Without End
Nations have risen and fallen through the ages.
Even though the mighty oceans that bore them still rages.
Miss Liberty stands above them all.
We're hoping and praying that she won't fall.
There have been others that were great.
But all have fallen and met their fate.
Worlds with plenty from the deep.
But all their sins they've had to reap.
Will God be merciful and let America stand.
Only if we confess our sins and keep His command!
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