America, America, God shed his grace on thee.

We have plastic, we have metal,
We have iron, we have steel,
We have food stuffed in our bellies and we're big on sex appeal,
We are that blessed major power - take all that we can,
Now we have no yesterday, we even threw that away,
We have weapons, we have armies,
We have killers, we have power,
We have gold stuffed in our pockets,
This could be our final hour,
If God you had trusted, your eagle could fly,
The blood of your soldiers - is this why they died?

Spirit of God, fall on us,
Spirit of God, fall on us.

Your flag proudly waving, your colors displayed,
But your stars are all fading; your banner has frayed.

Spirit of God, fall on us,
Spirit of God.

We need kindness, we need goodness,
We need joy, we need peace,
We need churches filled with people who are praying on their knees to that blessed major power who gave his son to man,
Now we have him here today, yesterday, and forever.

Spirit of God, fall on us,
Spirit of God, fall on us,
Spirit of God,
Spirit of God,
Spirit of God, fall on us.