O, beautiful for spacious skies, 
For amber waves of grain, 
For purple mountain majesties 
Above the fruited plain! 
America! America! 
God shed his grace on thee 
And crown thy good with brotherhood 
From sea to shining sea! 
O, beautiful for glory-tale 
Of liberating strife 
When once and twice, for man's avail 
Men lavished precious life! 
America! America! 
God shed his grace on thee 
Till selfish gain no longer stain 
The banner of the free! 
America, America, 
God shed his grace on thee 
And crown thy good with brotherhood 
From sea to shining sea. 
And crown thy good with brotherhood 
From sea to shining sea.