LIFT EVERY VOICE

Lift every 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 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 till 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,
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 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.

We Shall Not Be Moved

We shall not, we shall not be moved

We shall not, we shall not be moved

Just like a tree that's planted by the water

We shall not be moved

We shall not, we shall not be moved

We shall not, we shall not be moved

Like a tree that's planted by the water

We shall not be moved