O America, the beautiful, the land of the free
From snow-capped mountains and my home by the sea
From lush forests, meandering grassy hills, and
plenty of fresh air
From morals and values and governments run by prayer
To riots, gangs, corruption, and taking what is not
yours
To trash on the streets, pollution in the skies, and
terrorist wars,
To filthy language, drugs, violence, and scandalous
clothes
To wild storms, raging fires, leaping seas and vengeful
tornadoes
Our founding principles are left to ruins, some
wonder why God withdrew
With no respect for Him or His creation it’s no
wonder why our cities are in ruins now too
O America, the polluted, the desolate, and
overflowing with debris
With what once was the chosen land, what have we done to thee?
