O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
God shed his grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
O beautiful for pilgrim feet
Whose stern impassioned stress
A thoroughfare of freedom beat
God mend thine every flaw,
Confirm thy soul in self-control,
O beautiful for heroes proved
Who more than self their country loved
And mercy more than life!
Till all success be nobleness
O beautiful for patriot dream
That sees beyond the years
Thine alabaster cities gleam
God shed his grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
O beautiful for halcyon skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the enameled plain!
God shed his grace on thee
Till souls wax fair as earth and air
O beautiful for pilgrims feet,
Whose stem impassioned stress
A thoroughfare for freedom beat
God shed his grace on thee
Till paths be wrought through
O beautiful for glory-tale
Men lavished precious life!
God shed his grace on thee
Till selfish gain no longer stain
O beautiful for patriot dream
That sees beyond the years
Thine alabaster cities gleam
God shed his grace on thee
Till nobler men keep once again
Thy whiter jubilee!