Swell the an­them, raise the song;
Praises to our God be­long.
Saints and an­gels join to sing
Praises to the heav’n­ly King.
Blessings from His li­ber­al hand
Flow around this hap­py land.
Kept by Him, no foes an­noy;
Peace and free­dom we en­joy.

Here, be­neath a peace­ful sway,
May we cheer­ful­ly ob­ey,
Never feel op­press­ion’s rod,
Ever own and wor­ship God.
Hark, the voice of na­ture sings
Praises to the King of kings.
Let us join the chor­al song
And the grate­ful notes pro­long.