AMERICA THE TERRIBLE

O terrible these troubled days,

The raging mob in vain

Has stormed the hallowed Capitol gates

And left a horrid stain!

America! America!

God’s judgment fall on thee

And banish evil from this land

From sea to shining sea!

O terrible the white crowd’s rant

That rang throughout the halls,

That filled the rooms for freedom meant

With sordid hateful calls!

America! America!

Be justice your resort

‘Til all may stand with equal right

Before thy noble courts.

O terrible the chants they led,

The flags they waved on high,

The lives they took, the lies they spread

For one man's injured pride!

America! America!

God call thee to repent,

And banish bias from thy heart

‘til prejudice is spent.

O terrible the zealot way

That looks on times gone by

As some imagined golden day,

Scrubbed clean in memory!

America! America!

God’s judgment fall on thee

And banish evil from this land

From sea to shining sea!