Land of our Birth, we pledge to thee Our love and toil in the years to be;

When we are grown and take our place As men and women with our race.

Father in Heaven Who lovest all, Oh, help Thy children when they call;

That they may build from age to age An undefiled heritage.

Teach us to bear the yoke in youth, With steadfastness and careful truth;

That, in our time, Thy Grace may give The Truth whereby the Nations live.

Teach us to rule ourselves alway, Controlled and cleanly night and day;

That we may bring, if need arise, No maimed or worthless sacrifice.

Teach us to look in all our ends, On Thee for judge, and not our friends;

That we, with Thee, may walk uncowed By fear or favour of the crowd.

Teach us the Strength that cannot seek, By deed or thought, to hurt the weak;

That, under Thee, we may possess Man's strength to comfort man's distress.

Teach us Delight in simple things, And Mirth that has no bitter springs;

Forgiveness free of evil done, And Love to all men 'neath the sun!

Land of our Birth, our faith, our pride, For whose dear sake our fathers died;

O Motherland, we pledge to thee Head, heart and hand through the years to be!