| Dear land of Guyana, of rivers and plains,|| Made rich by the sunshine, and lush by the rains.
|| Set gem-like and fair, between mountains and sea,
|| Your children salute you, dear land of the free.
|| Green land of Guyana, our heroes of yore,
|| Both bondsmen and free, laid their bones on your shore.
|| This soil so they hallowed, and from them are we,
|| All sons of one mother, Guyana the free.
|| Great land of Guyana, diverse though our strains,
|| We are born of their sacrifice, heirs of their pains.
|| And ours is the glory their eyes did not see,
|| One land of six peoples, united and free.
|| Dear land of Guyana, to you will we give,
|| Our homage, our service, each day that we live.
|| God guard you, Great Mother, and make us to be
|| More worthy our heritage, land of the free.
Music by R.C.G. Potter