Theresa M. Leicht 

Artage, Indiana, USA 

 
 
 

I've been writing poetry since the 1950's. I've had songs and poetry published since October 1962. I am the author of the songs: "Twins," "I'll Remember You," "Yesterday You and Yesterday Me," "This love I shall not forget," "Hear the Angels Sing," "Troubled and Burdened," "The Christ Child," "The Love of My Life is an Irishmen," "Keep Marching on America," "I Know a Dream Come True Called America," "To All the Little Children of the World," "Long Ago and Far Away on Christmas Eve."

 

In The Still of the Night

In the still of the night
I can find quietness in the Lord.
In the still of the night,
I can pray to my hearts' content,
In the still of the night,
When the light of day has gone,
And I'm all alone,
In the still of the night,
I can lay my burdens down,
And sleep like a lamb;
And dream of a better tomorrow,
And when I awake I'll kneel down to pray,
O Lord I thank you for another day,
And I pray for those who do not know you,
As their Lord and saviour.
 
 
 

Keep Marchin' on America

Keep marchin' on -
Keep marchin' on - Keep marchin'
on - America - Don't you know you're
The land of the free - and the
home of the brave - prosperity
Can always be your - if you really
Really want it to be.

You can do what you want, if you
Want to - really - really - want to -you
Can be a christian if you want to -
Really want to - you can choose heaven
Or hell - it's all up to you - keep marchin'
on

Keep marchin' on - keep marchin' on -
Keep marchin' on America, my sweet - sweet -
Land of liberty.

Keep marchin' on - keep marchin' on -
Keep marchin' on America - my sweet -
Sweet - land of liberty -

Keep marchin' on - keep marchin'
on - keep marchin' on - America
 
 

I Know a Dream Called America

I know a dream called America -
That led to freedom - our precious -
freedom.

That was won - That was won -
through - loneliness - hunger - blood-
Sweat - and tears.

By your christian forefathers - who
Fought on with determination - through
The night - and through the day - till
The war was won.

In the cold - cold - winter snow of
Seventeen-Seventy-Six - that won us
our freedom.

Happy birthday America to everyone
Say a prayer for your country - everyone -
Give a helping hand - everyone - for the
Cause of freedom - everyone - let no one
take your freedom from this land - for
It is our hope - and our passport everyone -
And our golden gate - to the promised land -
Where our almighty  God abides. -

Happy birthday America - to everyone -
May we share - many many more.

I know a dream called America -
That lead to Freedom - our precious Freedom.

That was won - that was won -
Through loneliness - and hunger - blood -
Sweat - and tears

Happy birthday America - to everyone -
Say a prayer for your country - everyone -
Give a helping hand - everyone - for the
Cause of Freedom from this land - for it's
Our hope - and your passport - everyone - and 
Our golden gate - to the promised land -
Where Almighty God - abides.

All poems Copyright © 1997 Theresa M. Leicht. All rights reserved.