I love celebrating our Independance Day! And I'm thoroughly looking forward to all of the celebrations tomorrow. I hope that all of you enjoy a fun and safe Fourth as well.
I also hope that we remember how blessed we are to live in this great country. We take our freedoms for granted. I love the song in this video (though, my favorite version is sung by Hilary Weeks; this version is by Twila Paris, the songwriter):
He was 21 in 1944, He was hope, and he was courage on a lonely shore. Sent there by a mother, with love beyond her tears, Just a young american who chose to rise above his fears, And as I watch him struggle up that hill, Without a thought of turning back. I can not help but wonder, What did he die for, when he died for you and me, Made the sacrifice so that we could all be free. I believe that we will answer each to heaven, For the way we spend a priceless liberty. Look inside and ask the question, What did he die for, when he died for me?
To the darkest day in a.d 33, Came the mercy and compassion of eternity, Sent there by a Father with love beyond His tears, Blameless one, the only Son to bear the guilt of all these years, and as I watch him struggle up that hill, without a thought of turing back, I cannot help but wonder, What did he die for, when he died for you and me, Made the sacrifice so that we could all be free. I belive that we will answer each to heaven, For the way we spend a priceless liberty. Look inside and ask the question, What did he die for, when he died for me?
He died for freedom, He died for love, And all the things we do to pay him back, could never be enough. What did he die for, when he died for you and me, Made the sacrifice so that we could all be free. I believe that we will answer each to heaven, For the way we spend a priceless liberty. Look inside and ask the question, What did he die for, when he died for me?