O’er mountain pass and wild savanna.
Till victories by their prowess won.
Ring a new nation’s glad hozanna.
Float o’er them where they bravely stand,
The bursting shell and cannon daring,
And glory wreathe their chaplets fair,
Who fall, another’s burden sharing.
Wave proudly on, where hastening ships
Sweep the white wave, like tempest flying.
Give freedom to the toiling slave,