The Glorious Fourth of July!
Some of you started last night with fireworks. We celebrated last night with the traditional torrential rain and tornado warning. God’s fireworks if you will.
Today the sun shone on our remembrances. We decked our wagon in bunting and flags and put the girls on it in white sailor dresses with blue collars and red ribbons. Then we joined the parade around the University Village. The village children waved flags from their trikes and bikes. Things got a little out-of-Sabbath after that so we came back inside to read a talk from Brother Oaks on the Constitution. He is thoughtful and precise as always, and just panegyrical enough. He closed his talk with the hymn we sang today in church, the hymn that moved me, the hymn my daughter loves, the hymn that for a good Fifth Monarchy man like myself says everything I feel for this America.
My country,’ tis of thee,
sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing;
land where my fathers died,
land of the pilgrims’ pride,
from every mountainside let freedom ring!
My native country, thee,
land of the noble free, thy name I love;
I love thy rocks and rills,
thy woods and templed hills;
my heart with rapture thrills, like that above.
Let music swell the breeze,
and ring from all the trees sweet freedom’s song;
let mortal tongues awake;
let all that breathe partake;
let rocks their silence break, the sound prolong.
Our fathers’ God, to thee,
author of liberty, to thee we sing;
long may our land be bright
with freedom’s holy light;
protect us by thy might, great God, our King.
God Bless America.