We all fell on our faces
And we all prayed aloud.
Dear God, of America
We’ll always be proud.
We all love our freedom
And our great precious
land.
To keep it forever free
Is why we have taken this
stand.
Lord, on this cold lonely
night
We know as the eve of your
birth.
We are ever so thankful our
heavenly father gave us
this earth .
From that point on through
The rest of that very cold
night.
The shells flew around us
But among us you could see
no fright.
We had a visit from our
Lord from above
Also with him was the most
beautiful dove.
They came to comfort us in
this foreign land
And all through the night
we held to his hand.
We’ll fight to the finish,
As we fight for our
precious land.
We’ll be ever so grateful
to you
For letting us hold, your
nail scarred hand.