A lump still forms within my throat, and tears within my eye,
When I lift up my head and see Old Glory flying high.
Of songs about America, I just can't get my fill,
And patriotic marching bands will always bring a thrill.
The fact that I'm American brings gratitude and pride,
And makes me think of all I owe to those brave men who died
So I might live in freedom from oppression's stern command,
And worship God the way I choose, and seek His guiding hand.
I'm thankful for the countless blessings God has showered down,
And for the beauty manifest in every state and town.
But still I know it grieves the Lord to watch from Heaven and see
The selfish, sinful lives we lead, and our depravity.
Dear God, please bless America, and send revival fires
To heal us of our waywardness, and all our vain desires.
Show us our sins, and bring us back in worship at Your feet
To find repentance, and forgiveness at Your Mercy Seat.
When I lift up my head and see Old Glory flying high.
Of songs about America, I just can't get my fill,
And patriotic marching bands will always bring a thrill.
The fact that I'm American brings gratitude and pride,
And makes me think of all I owe to those brave men who died
So I might live in freedom from oppression's stern command,
And worship God the way I choose, and seek His guiding hand.
I'm thankful for the countless blessings God has showered down,
And for the beauty manifest in every state and town.
But still I know it grieves the Lord to watch from Heaven and see
The selfish, sinful lives we lead, and our depravity.
Dear God, please bless America, and send revival fires
To heal us of our waywardness, and all our vain desires.
Show us our sins, and bring us back in worship at Your feet
To find repentance, and forgiveness at Your Mercy Seat.
