O beautiful for spacious skies, . . . O beautiful for heroes proved In liberating strife, Who more than self their country loved, And mercy more than life! America! America! May God thy gold refine, Til all success be nobleness And every gain divine!

It is the hour to rend thy chains, The blossom time of souls.

O, beautiful for spacious skies, For amber waves of grain, For purple mountain majesties, Above the fruited plain.

Love planted a rose, and the world turned sweet.

The life of Liverpool is commerce; it is a city of warehouses and shops.

0 beautiful for patriot dream That sees beyond the years Thine alabaster cities gleam Undimmed by human tears! America! America! God shed his grace on thee, And crown thy good with brotherhood From sea to shining sea!

O beautiful for spacious skies, . . . O beautiful for heroes proved In liberating strife, Who more than self their country loved, And mercy more than life! America! America! May God thy gold refine, Til all success be nobleness And every gain divine!