My country's skies are bluer than the ocean.
And sunlight beams on clover leaf and pine.
But other lands have sunlight, too, and clover.
And skies are everywhere as blue as mine.
O hear my song, thou God of all the nation's,
A song of peace, for their lands and for mine.
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