What is courage? What is honor?

Are these words or just ideals long forgotten?

What is duty? What is glory?

Are they just written down in some old story?

When we hear a word like “freedom” do we know what it really means?

Or do we take it all for granted, living like kings and queens?

We are blessed to live in freedom,

Blessed to live in peace,

Blessed with food and shelter,

Blessed with life on lease,

Blessed to gather freely,

Blessed to have a voice,

Blessed that someone braver fought so we could have a choice

We are blessed,

Oh, we are blessed.

Is faith a notion, or fear of Hell?

Or have we lost our very faith in faith itself?

Is it our rock? Or is it madness?

Or do we cling to it like rain in times of sadness?

It is easy to remember, but easy to forget

The beauty of our country and the simple gifts we get

We are blessed to live in freedom,

Blessed to live in peace,

Blessed with food and shelter,

Blessed with life on lease,

Blessed to gather freely,

Blessed to have a voice,

Blessed that someone braver fought so we could have a choice

We are blessed,

Oh, we are blessed.