National Song Poem by Alfred Gibbs Campbell

Stars which our banners light,
Shine through oppression's night,
Warning to tyrants and hope to the slave;
Symbol of liberty,
Fadeless forever be;
Happy the land where our bright banners wave!


Stripes which our flag adorn,
Like the first rays of morn,
Darkness dispersing and heralding day:
Joyful your mission be,
Truthful your prophecy,
Happy the land under Liberty's sway!


Flag of the truly free,
Despots before thee flee,
Victims of tyranny hail thee with pride;
Emblem of liberty
Thou shalt forever be:
Happy the land where her children abide!


Joy to the nations all,
Tyrants before thee fall,
Land of my love, when thy bright banners wave;
Faithful thy children be,
God still protecting thee,
Happy the land which His power shall save!


Stars which our banners light,
Shine through oppression's night,
Terror of tyrants and joy of the slave!
Brighter your orbs shall glow,
Purer your light shall flow;
Happy the land where our bright banners wave!


Lo! the glad word is spoke!
Shattered be every yoke,
Stricken the chains from each down-trodden slave!
Glory to God on high,
God who gives Liberty,
God bless the land where our bright banners wave!


Now for a hundred years,
Through strife and blood and tears,
Dark though the way has been which we have trod,
We have emerged from night,
Clear shines the glorious light;
Proudly our banners wave! Glory to God!