Lyrics

[Verse]
The sun sets on these rolling hills,
Where the red, white, and blue unspills,
A farmer's plow, a miner's call,
We're living proud but humble y'all.

[Verse 2]
From the bustling towns to open plains,
O'er the land where freedom reigns,
We'll cast our votes and speak our minds,
But there's a love by which we're defined.

[Chorus]
Trump may hold that office seat,
Guiding laws, and folks he'll greet,
But in our hearts where faith does sing,
We know it's Christ who is our King.

[Verse 3]
In the church pews on Sunday morn,
Through trials and days when we're reborn,
We'll pray for wisdom and for peace,
And for our faith to never cease.

[Verse 4]
The flag waves high, our voices raise,
In this land where we give praise,
To leaders here and those above,
But it's Christ we truly love.

[Chorus]
Trump may hold that office seat,
Guiding laws, and folks he'll greet,
But in our hearts where faith does sing,
We know it’s Christ who is our King.