Land of hope and glory, mother of the free
How shall we extol thee, who are born of thee?
Wider still, and wider, shall thy bounds be set
God, who made thee mighty, make thee mightier yet
Truth and right and freedom, each a holy gem
Stars of solemn brightness, weave thy diadem
Tho' thy way be darkened, still in splendour drest
As the star that trembles o'er the liquid west
Throned amid the billows, throned inviolate
Thou hast reigned victorious, thou has smiled at fate
Land of hope and glory, fortress of the free
How may we extol thee, praise thee, honour thee?
Hark, a mighty nation maketh glad reply
Lo, our lips are thankful, lo, our hearts are high
Hearts in hope uplifted, loyal lips that sing
Strong in faith and freedom, we have crowned our king
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