We’ve been hearing about this, God,all our lives.Our fathers told us the storiestheir fathers told them,How single-handedly you weeded out the godlessfrom the fields and planted us,How you sent those people packingbut gave us a fresh start.We didn’t fight for this land;we didn’t work for it—it was a gift!You gave it, smiling as you gave it,delighting as you gave it.