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America, don't hang your noble
Head down in disgrace
Simply because someone has spread
Some dirt upon your face.

God wants to wash away your sins...
To restore your purity.
America, you're still beautiful...
Still beautiful to me.

Some say you've lost your luster...
Have laid down your loveliness.
But, in spite of all your faults,
O, you are still God-blessed!

For upon your shining shores
Men and women still stroll free.
America, you're still beautiful...
Still beautiful to me.

I believe the Lord still looks
Upon your giving heart.
For the things you do for others
Still play a leading part

In all you are...in all you've been...
In all you're called to be.
America, you're still beautiful...
Still beautiful to me.

Like a garden filled with flowers
Of every shape and hue,
You're colored with each tongue and tribe
You've opened your gates to.

Your torch still burns to light the way
To life in liberty.
America, you're still beautiful...
Still beautiful to me.

So let us raise Old Glory high
 And let the colors proudly wave!
You're still the home front of the free
Because of actions of the brave!

Aw, don't you know that God has blessed
You so abunduantly?
And, America, you're still beautiful...
Still beautiful to me.

(c)Doris Jacobs-Covington
July 1996
Revisited July 2014

"Blessed is the nation whose God
is the Lord.
The people He has chosen as His
own inheritance."
Psalm 33:12

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