He sits above the atmosphere
So very far
And yet so near
Beholding every life so dear
Especially them that want Him
Lover of soul so deep
Presence so sweet
Yet our country tis of thee have Rejected His tenderness
Refused His kindness
Bliss of favor divine upon our land of liberty
Freedom from sea to sea
We’ve yet ridiculed Him
The Lord who trieth with fire
Will now try thee
Trouble we’ve not know
Sorry dare not show
We are silly doves
That sold our souls
And does not know the trying of our hearts that’s before us
God tries the heart
Test the faithful
Teach with examples
Of frustration and purpose within us
Lover of soul so deep
Presence so sweet
Yet our country tis of thee have ridiculed His tenderness
Bliss of favor divine upon our land of liberty
Freedom from sea to sea
We’ve yet rejected Him
The Lord who trieth with fire
Will now try thee