all that is mine is yours…

It’s that time of year again!

Just as in previous years, as the time has drawn near, I’ve become excitedly anxious awaiting

the eagerly anticipated moment of the deliverance of these two special things!

“Of what?” you might ask.

Well, of the Word of the Year and the Saint of the Year – of course!

Duh!

For more years than I can remember I have followed the practice of generating both A Word of the Year and a Saint of the Year which I pay particular attention to for 365 days!

*Several posts about this practice are littered throughout my bloggity-blog site, but you can click on the two links above to quickly reference two!

The very special part, for me, of partaking in this practice, are the very unique and sometimes necessary or needed ways these two items “show-up” in my life throughout the course of the year.

And I just know, given the two which have been provided to me for this year, that

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“Sweet Land of Liberty”

bippity-boppity-blog thoughts to carry through the Weekend…

(may they be patriotic for you!)

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My entire immediate family is American.  We (Americans) don’t often talk about that in today’s politically-correct society.  And so we generally remain quietly proud of our heritage.  Aware of our privelage and the possibility of dreams; we honor those who helped to provide such opportunity.

Samuel Francis Smith wrote the lyrics to “My Country ‘Tis of Thee” in 1831, while a student at the Andover Theological Seminary in Andover, Massachusetts. His friend Lowell Mason had asked him to translate the lyrics in some German school songbooks or to write new lyrics. A melody in Muzio Clementi’s Symphony No. 3 caught his attention. Rather than translating the lyrics from German, Smith wrote his own American patriotic hymn to the melody, completing the lyrics in thirty minutes.

Smith gave Mason the lyrics he had written and the song was first performed in public on July 4, 1831, at a children’s Independence Day celebration at Park Street Church in Boston. First publication of “America” was in 1832.

Lyrics:
1
My country, ’tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,
Of thee I sing;
Land where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrims’ pride,
From ev’ry mountainside
Let freedom ring!
2
My native country, thee,
Land of the noble free,
Thy name I love;
I love thy rocks and rills,
Thy woods and templed hills;
My heart with rapture thrills,
Like that above.
3
Let music swell the breeze,
And ring from all the trees
Sweet freedom’s song;
Let mortal tongues awake;
Let all that breathe partake;
Let rocks their silence break,
The sound prolong.
4
Our fathers’ God to Thee,
Author of liberty,
To Thee we sing.
Long may our land be bright,
With freedom’s holy light,
Protect us by Thy might,
Great God our King.

5
Our joyful hearts today,
Their grateful tribute pay,
Happy and free,
After our toils and fears,
After our blood and tears,
Strong with our hundred years,
O God, to Thee.

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These hugs n’ blessings are given to you today…freeely!