God Bless Florida 🎵

Sunrise breaking over A1A, Pelicans flying where the warm winds play, Coffee brewing in a little Cuban place in Miami-Dade, And the palms keep swaying like they’re learning how to pray. From the springs of Ocala to the Keys down south, People whisper “Lord help us” when the storms roll in. And somewhere near St. Augustine, candles softly glow, As the Virgin Mary watches over every soul below. God bless Florida, from the Panhandle to the coast, Let Your Holy Spirit move through every home. God bless Florida, land of thunder, waves, and light, May Jesus walk beside us through the long hurricane nights. Holy Spirit, fall like rain on every heart that’s worn and tired, And let the love of God keep this state alive with fire. There’s an old man fishing off the Skyway at dusk, Talking about the Gators like it’s sacred history. Kids run barefoot through the heat after summer storms, While lightning dances far away above the cypress trees. In Orlando traffic prayers rise higher than the cranes, And in Tallahassee somebody still sings Amazing Grace. Along the Everglades where the airboats cut through silence, Jesus meets the brokenhearted with mercy and with peace. When Publix subs are packed before a hurricane hits, And the Waffle House still somehow never seems to close, Floridians laugh through chaos with the weather on TV, Trusting God to guide them wherever they may go. From Ybor City to Daytona, From Jacksonville to Naples Bay, May the Virgin Mary guard us, And the Holy Spirit lead the way. God bless Florida, every shoreline, town, and street, May Jesus shine through all of us with compassion strong and deep. Holy Spirit, breathe new life where fear and loneliness remain, And may the grace of God fall softly like the summer rain. When the sunset burns on the Gulf like heaven opening wide, May Florida keep singing: “Christ is always by our side.” God bless Florida… now and forevermore.