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 through love and unity.

Pressing onwards, march togetherto a common loftier goal;

Steady sunward, tho’ the weatherhide the wide and treachrous shoal.

Lift up your head to the rising sun, Bahamaland,’

Til the road you’ve trod lead unto your God,

March on, Bahamaland