Yesterday, July Fourth, we sang God Bless America on three separate occasions.  The first was after morning mass when someone in the congregation started it as the priest was leaving the altar.  The second time was at the TEA (Taxed Enough Already) party attended by some 150 people on the New Milford Green.  Again, someone in the group (Rosie and Jon) started the song at the conclusion of the gathering and we stood, holding hands, in a circle, to pray in song that God would bless America.

Finally, at an evening cook-out at the home of some Korean friends, an excellent guitarist (and Korean veterinary doctor) played while we sang, once more, God Bless America.

In 1918 Irving Berlin, who immigrated to the United States from Siberia at the age of five, wrote his first version of God Bless America, but laid it aside as not appropriate for the comedic revue he was working on at the time.

In 1938, as war again threatened Europe,  Kate Smith  introduced his revised version on Armistice Day.   The rest is history.

In my humble opinion, God Bless America should be the rallying song of all who love our country.  It is not a song of any particular denomination.  It is time-honored and loved by most  Americans.  It is easy to sing.

Here are the words:

God bless America, land that I love
Stand beside her and guide her
Through the night with the light from above
From the mountains To the prairies,
To the ocean white with foam
God bless America, My home sweet home.

And, just for good measure, Bobby Bare sings God Bless America Again.


If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land. — 2 Chronicles 7:14