Lift every voice and sing

Lift every voice and sing,‎
‎’Til earth and heaven ring,‎
Ring with the harmonies of Liberty;‎
Let our rejoicing rise
High as the listening skies,‎
Let it resound loud as the rolling sea.‎
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;‎
Facing the rising sun of our new day begun,‎
Let us march on ‘til victory is won.‎

Stony the road we trod,‎
Bitter the chast’ning 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?‎
We have come over a way that with tears has been watered,‎
We have come, treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered,‎
Out from the gloomy past,‎
‎’Til 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 has brought us thus far on the way;‎
Thou who has by Thy might
Led us into the light,‎
Keep us forever 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 forever stand,‎
True to our God,‎
True to our native land.