While the storm clouds gather far across the sea,
Let us swear allegiance to a land that's free,
Let us all be grateful for a land so fair,
As we 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 ocean white with foam
God bless America,
My home sweet home.

Originally written by Irving Berlin in 1918 and revised in 1938.