Reader:

Lift every voice and sing,

'Til earth and heaven ring,

Ring with the harmonies of Liberty;

People:

Let our rejoicing rise

High as the skies,

Let it resound loud as the rolling sea.

Reader:

Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us,

Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us;

People:

Facing the rising sun of our new day begun,

Let us march on 'til victory is won.

Reader:

Stony the road we trod,

Bitter the chastening rod,

Felt in the days when hope unborn had died;

Yet with a steady beat,

Have not our weary feet

Come to the place for which our fathers sighed?

People:

We have come over a way that with tears has been watered, 

We have come,

treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered,

Reader:

Out from the gloomy past,

'Til now we stand at last

Where the white gleam of our bright star is cast.

People:

God of our weary years,

God of our silent tears,

Thou who has brought us thus far on the way;

Reader:

Thou who has by Thy might

Led us into the light,

Keep us forever in the path, we pray.

People:

Lest our feet stray from the places,

our God,

where we met Thee,

our hearts drunk with the wine of the world,

we forget Thee;

Reader:

Shadowed beneath Thy hand,

May we forever stand,

True to our God,

True to our native land.