With that French charm of magic wand,
Coquettish just to make them dear.
O Canada, my own beloved land!
O my country, thou art blest,
Favoured of all the nations now!
But the stranger's vile behest
Would the seeds of discord sow.
May thy brave sons for thy sake
Join to help thee, hand in hand,
For thy great day doth e'en now break,