1 Brittannia, rouse thee! queen Isle of the Ocean,
And strike for the millions that boast of thy fame;
Columbia, answer with heart of devotion,
And march to the strife in the Conqueror's name.
Old land of the brave,
Thy flag on the wave,
O long may it ride o'er thy enemy's grave!
2 Columbia, fresh as the glow of the morning,
And strong in the race of the nations to run;
A tyrant is rising, look well to the warning,
And honor the name of thine own Washington;
Young land of the free,
Let all the world see
The rapture of freedom still dwelling in thee!
3 And thou, Young Dominion! crowned in earth's story,
And bathed in the light of the Temperance Star,
Dost shine as a bride in her coronal glory,
Our sister land, greeted and praised from afar;
Shout back o'er the sea,
To the Queen of the Free,
Victorious splendor still lingers o'er thee.
4 Brittannia, hasten! Columbia, speed thee!
The wide world is waiting a new, holy song;
Be brave in the struggle, and onward God lead thee!
Till jubilee cometh, exultant and long;
The waves of the sea
Shall chime with the free,
To God in the heaven's the glory shall be.
Source: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book: for use in divine worship #1388