Lift up your head to the rising sun, Bahamaland ;
March on to glory, tour bright banners waving high.
See how the world marks the manner of your bearing !
Pledge to excel through love and unity.
Pressing onward, march together to a common loftier goal ;
Steady sunward, though the weather hide the wide and treacherous shoal.
Lift up your head to the rising sun, Bahamaland ;
Till the road you've trod lead unto your God, march on, Bahamaland !