The Miracle of America
From shores unknown the pilgrims sailed,
On the Mayflower, their faith prevailed.
Through tempest winds and oceans wide,
To worship freely, their hearts their guide.
A land of promise, vast and new,
Where hope took root, where dreams grew true.
The seeds of freedom planted deep,
Through trials fierce, they vowed to keep.
The Revolutionary War began,
A fight for freedom, a bold new plan.
With musket fire and courage bright,
They stood for justice, they claimed the right.
The Declaration, a sacred creed,
“Life, liberty,” for all decreed.
With Jefferson’s pen and Heaven's light,
A nation born in the endless fight.
The Liberty Bell, its toll did ring,
Proclaiming freedom’s song to sing.
A symbol strong of courage vast,
A dream of freedom meant to last.
Through the Civil War, the Union torn,
A painful rebirth, a nation born.
Through brother’s strife and bitter tears,
A brighter hope emerged through years.
The Statue of Liberty, torch held high,
Welcoming all beneath the sky.
Her flame a beacon, her voice a call,
“Give me your tired, your poor,” to all.
With roots in faith, the Trinity’s might,
Guided their steps, their hearts alight.
A Christian spirit, a steadfast way,
In God they trusted, day by day.
America America, a miracle rare,
A nation blessed beyond compare.
From past to present, may you stand,
A shining light, a promised land.
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