| Lyrics: | Lift up your head to the rising sun, Bahamaland,
March on to glory, your bright banners waving
high,
See how the world marks the manner of your bearing;
Pledge to excel thro' love and
unity.
Pressing onward, march together, to a common loftier goal;
Steady sunward tho' the
weather hide the wide and treacherous shoal.
Lift up your head to the rising sun,
Bahamaland,
'til the road you've trod lead unto your God, March on Bahamaland.
Sent by
Carlos Andr Pereira da Silva Branco |
