The Flag of America

by Larry D. Hawkins

The Flag of America, how beautiful is its name, Ole Glory, the Bountiful, and the home of the U.S.A. America, the Beautiful, the Land of the Free, The Home of the Courageous where everyone wants to be.

The Red, the White, and the Blue, with the U.S. Continental Band, Through wars and battles, and even now, she proudly stands. Yes, when mighty England withdrew her pressing hand, Through God Almighty, America came to shape this land. From the hulls of the ships the cries could be heard, As mighty men sought God’s help from His Holy Word. From hours of praying and pages of scrolls they say, The Mayflower Compact was made with God that day. So, Americans, be thankful you’re in the land of the Free, Instead of a land across the wide and rolling sea. Where there’s fighting and raging along every street, While in America, our peace is sure and liberty is sweet. So, be glad my friend, as our precious flag waves high, That the Red, White, and Blue will forever part the sky. And, if one day, the skies do part and burst with thunder, Then, we’ll stand tall, and heed the call, and Ole’ Glory Won’t go U-N-D-E-R!