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Grateful to live where I’m free

Overwhelming are the freedoms of this land.
Don’t you think it’s great to live in this country so grand?
Billions dream of living here.

Lives have been given defending our rights.
Everyday I’m thankful for them both day and night.
Soldiers have died protecting our rights in lands far and near.

Sometime long ago though Jesus paid a bigger price.
The Son of God was the ultimate sacrifice.
He can set us free if we only believe.

Everyone can have this feeling of joy.
United by the blood, every man, woman, girl and boy.
Sad will be those who choose not to receive.

And I’m glad I’m free.

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