“Give me liberty, or give me death!”
Was heard the cry of Freedom’s breath
And with one passion set us free
From “Mother dear’s” taut apron strings
No longer held within the bonds
Nor pushed along by ‘nother’s wand
--Perhaps a scepter, with pow’r and might
Or pounding club would suite the write--
But, ah, what bliss to lead our own
What gratitude to them we owe
No longer need we crouch in fear
We are now free from bondman’s mere
Middling place among the nations
Bearing taunts, living on rations
Nay, today we lead, fearless we stand
Our hearts are tied to our own home-land
May we hold dear those words of old
Let them to others pass on, be told
Let’s celebrate our sovereignty
Take upon ourselves this great duty
Hold fast their cry for which they bore
Take flight as to the eagles soar,
“Look out, O foes, and hear us roar!”
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{Hear Us Roar, by Kaitlin Rose 2010}
...Blessed is the nation whose God is the LORD...
{Psalm 33:12}
The highest glory of the American Revolution was this: it connected in one indissoluble bond the
principles of civil government with the principles of Christianity.
{John Quincy Adams}
The Drafting of the Declaration of Independence, John Trumbull
The Prayer at Valley Forge, Arnold Friberg Betsy Ross 1777, Jean Leon Gerome Ferris
Text of the Declaration of Independence, Barefoot
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