Where We Are Free

"Where We Are Free" is a song I wrote to honor my great-grandfather, Gregor Belokonny, and express my gratitude for America, as well as my prayer that the American people will continue to experience the amazing freedoms we have in this country.

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"Where We Are Free" Lyrics:

On a still and snowy night,

a man called out Your name

He said, “If there be freedom to worship You, please take me to that place”

Then after loss and death and war

When from his people he was torn

You brought him to this blessed shore

Far too long I took for granted my fam’ly’s legacy

The soil where You kindly planted a fruitful, fragrant tree

Truth and time broadened my view

And bade me say, “What will I do?”

Like those before, I lift my eyes to You

This is a prayer for our nation

Oh God, help us to listen

To bells that ring, to men who sing of providential stories

The freedom fought by our fathers

Is a gift unlike any other

Give us sight to see the light and use it for Your glory

I thank You for liberty in this good land where we are free

Deep inside the city walls cruel and careless words parade

Scoffers spit upon a priceless jewel, the naive look away

We will certainly regret

The error if we foolishly forget

The promise made and what that promise meant

This is a prayer for our nation

Oh God, help us to listen

To bells that ring, to men who sing of providential stories

The freedom fought by our fathers Is a gift unlike any other

Give us sight to see the light and use it for

Your glory I thank You for liberty in this good land where we are free

Cause us to remember

Once the flame is out, it’s gone forever

Guard the candle glow

Protect the sacred space we call our home

This is a prayer for our nation

Oh God, help us to listen

To bells that ring, to men who sing of providential stories

The freedom fought by our fathers

Is a gift unlike any other

Give us sight to see the light and use it for Your glory

I thank You for liberty in this good land where we are free

I thank You for liberty

In America, may it always be

The good land where we are free

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