Lyrics:

1992
Writer: Irving Berlin

While the storm clouds gather
Far across the sea
Let us swear allegiance
To a land that?'s free
Let us all be great full
For a land so fair
Let us raise our voices
In a solemn prayer

God bless America,
Land that I love.
Stand beside her, and guide her,
Through the night with the light from above.

From the mountains, to the prairies,
to the oceans, white with foam,
God bless America,
My home sweet home.
God bless America,
My home sweet home.

From the mountains, to the prairies,
to the oceans, white with foam,
God bless America,
My home sweet home.

God bless America,
My home sweet home.