@3O Thou, America -- Messiah of Nations!@1 I IN the need that bows us thus, America! Shape a mighty song for us -- America! Song to whelm a hundred years' Roar of wars and rain of tears 'Neath a world's triumphant cheers: America! America! II Lift the trumpet to thy mouth, America! East and West and North and South -- America! Call us round the dazzling shrine Of the starry old ensign -- New baptized in blood of thine, America! America! III Dying eyes through pitying mists, America! See the Assassin's shackled wrists, America! Patient eyes that turn their sight From all blackening crime and blight Still toward Heaven's holy light -- America! America! IV High o'erlooking sea and land, America! Trustfully with outheld hand, America! Thou dost welcome all in quest Of thy freedom, peace and rest -- Every exile is thy guest, America! America! V Thine a universal love, America! Thine the cross and crown thereof, America! Aid us, then, to sing thy worth: God hath builded, from thy birth, The first nation of the earth -- America! America! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WIDOW TO HER HOUR-GLASS by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD ABER STATIONS: STATIO QUINTA by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN THE SNAPPING OF THE BOW by JAMES DAVID CORROTHERS SACRAFICE by CHARLOTTE DEMOREST CURREN |