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Dear land of Guyana, of rivers and plains;
Made rich by
the sunshine, and lush by the rains,
Set gem like and fair, between
mountains and sea,
Your children salute you, dear land of the
free.
Green land of Guyana, our heroes of yore,
Both bondsmen
and free, laid their bones on your shore.
This soil so they hallowed,
and from them are we,
All sons of one Mother, Guyana the
free.
Great land of Guyana, diverse though our strains,
We are
born of their sacrifice, heirs of their pains,
And ours is the glory
their eyes did not see,
One land of six peoples, united and
free.
Dear land of Guyana, to you will we give,
Our homage, our
service, each day that we live;
God guard you, great Mother, and make
us to be
More worthy our heritage, land of the free.
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