From longshoremen of Baltimore and Seattle, moving containers of steel or teaming plastic bins filled with ocean harvest, America still sings
From the uniform wearing brave and loyal, who pledge their time and risk their lives to guard, defend, extinguish and restore, America still sings
From sons and daughters of men and women, those many generations who have plowed and milked and sent out their harvest in good years and hunkered down in bad, America still sings
From those who work the 7 to 4, or 3 to 11 or 10 to 6, who mill and grind and assemble and ship then find time to share meals and coach games, America still sings
From doctors and nurses, teachers and social workers, who have pressed extra hours into each day and spent their own money to offer help and hope, America still sings
From visionaries and bosses who have no set hours but who risk, create, build and train, providing thousands of opportunities in ten thousands of communities, America still sings
These are the families watching fireworks sitting in the local park on hundreds of spread out blankets eating hot dogs and drinking soda pop or an ice cold beer, because America still sings
These are the young and old gathered together on wooden pews or metal folding chairs in a million weekly gatherings to worship and share and encourage and learn, because America still sings
These are you and me who work hard and seldom complain, who trust in God and love this land, who know in our hearts that through all the busy chatter there is still a sound of hope, because America still sings.
