Our Native Land

This is our Mother Country!

The dearest land;

The rarest land.
Bound which the sea keeps sentry,
Or Ships are manned;

Or ships are manned.
Nothing but Heaven above her!

And here's my hand;

And here's my hand.
We are brothers all who love her,
Our Native Land;

Dear Native Land.

Afar and near they hail her,
With greetings warm;
With greetings warm.
The famous old brave Sailer,
That rode the storm;
Ay, many a storm.

Who would not die to save her,
Shall bear the brand;

The Coward's brand.
In love we .never waver
For Native Land;

Dear Native Land.

No matter where our place is,
We may go forth;

We may go forth.
And turn dead frozen faces
Home from the North;

Home from the North.
Or sink 'neath orient Heaven,
In burning sand;

Waste, desert sand.
Our lives shall still be given
For Native Land;

Dear Native Land
Oft-times the Foe beheld us,
All torn apart;

All torn apart.
Although a blow would weld us
All one at heart;

All one at heart.
Now trust we in each other,
A little band;

A happy band.
As Children of one Mother!

Our Native Land;

Dear Native Land.

Some new heroic story
The world shall learn;

The vjorld shall learn.
If we who keep her glory
Are true and stern;

All true and stern.
Come wild and warring weather,
We ready stand;

All ready stand.
To fight or fall together
For Native Land;

Dear Native Land.