Lift ev’ry voice and sing, till earth and heaven ring
Ring with the harmonies of Liberty
Let our rejoicing rise, high as the list’ning skies
Let it resound loud as the rolling sea.
Sing a song full of faith that the dark past has taught us
Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us
Facing the rising sun of our new day begun
Let us march till  victory is won

Stony the road we trod, bitter the chast’ning rod
Felt in the days when hope unborn has died
Yet with a steady beat, have not our weary feet
Come to the place for which our fathers sighed?
We have come over a way that with tears has been watered
We have come, treading our path thro’ the blood
of the slaughtered
Out from the gloomy past, till now we stand at last
Where the white gleam of our bright star is cast

God of our weary years, God of our silent tears
Thou who hast brought us thus far on the way
Thou who hast by Thy might, led us into the light
Keep us for ever in the path, we pray
Lest our feet stray from the places, our God, where we met Thee
Lest our hearts, drunk with the wine of the world, we forget Thee
Shadowed beneath Thy hand, may we for ever stand
True to our God, true to our native land