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.