OUR HOPE OF GLORY
Turn thine glad eyes from Earth to Heaven,
For God thee everything has given;
Turn thine weary eyes from left to right,
There's hope of glory; unite and fight.
Turn thine burning eyes from East to West,
All that are good, we can go in quest;
Turn Guyana's soil, there we must sow -
A seed of unity - one to grow.
Throw out the darkness of this our land,
United we walk in common band;
Stamp out every slander and the spite,
Inhale the love of truth and of right;
In all things take up your moiety,
Wage war against crime and poverty;
Scoop up the sparkling dusts of gold,
There's joy to walk in a common fold.
Let vanquished be the sign of despair,
Gold is here but freedom everywhere;
The sun does shine a glorious light
O'er our people who unite and fight;
Peace! Peace! There's signs of liberty,
Joy forever! There's signs of liberty,
'Hold on! Things will change', never let fall,
Guyana for us , and God for all!
Copyright © Frank Ramtahal 2011