| Lyrics: | Isle of beauty, isle of splendour,
Isle to all so sweet and fair,
All must surely gaze in
wonder
At thy gifts so rich and rare.
Rivers, valleys, hills and mountains,
All these
gifts we do extol.
Healthy land, so like all fountains,
Giving cheer that warms the
soul.
Dominica, God hath blest thee
With a clime benign and bright,
Pastures green and
flowers of beauty
Filling all with pure delight,
And a people strong and healthy,
Full
of godly, rev'rent fear.
May we ever seek to praise Thee
For these gifts so rich and
rare.
Come ye forward, sons and daughters
Of this gem beyond compare.
Strive for honor,
sons and daughters,
Do the right, be firm, be fair.
Toil with hearts and hands and
voices.
We must prosper! Sound the call,
In which ev'ry one rejoices, |
