Woods English Lyrics: Thomas Bracken Maori Lyrics: Thomas Henry Smith God of nations at thy feet In the bonds of love we meet. Hear our voices, we entreat
our hopes we fix, God save the Queen! Not in this land alone, But be God's mercies known, From shore to shore! Lord make the nations see, That men should
God of nations! at Thy feet In the bonds of love we meet, Hear our voices, we entreat, God defend our Free Land. Guard Pacific's triple star, From the
gotta tell you where it's comin' from Guns of Navarone, tearin' up your battle zone Rip through your slums I twist darts from the heart, tried an' true Loop my voice
miles between them He pours a distance of his own Starts talking to the bottle It's all that left now she's gone He rages on till the national anthem
is the day that we've been waiting for All the world will stop to watch you shine Hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now sing your hymn This is the new national anthem
of the voice pollution. This is the burning bra revolution. You are the discarded nation. Burning down every radio station. When you need an anthem to
rhyme to my favorite street You think about it every time that you hear this beat Any other jam you hear just disregard This is the National Anthem of
A nation stands with heart in hand To sing their anthem proudly Voices raised to sing their praise Of their hollow country All this talk of freedom
woman peer Led women down the garden path And into the arms of the enemy Jail and force feeding, waster martyrdom Sold her songs for the national anthem
This is no angry youth anthem singing about teen age rebellion. It's not the voice of a generation we're not kids, this is no tantrum. Nor is it a reaffirmation
Ugg, ggg, hhh, hhh, it's time for the national anthem Y'all niggas bout it (I started this bout it, bout it) If you bout it, I mean you bout it, bout
The free wind has sung free songs to thy name, Green woods caught them with friendly voices, The sun called with its flame to a seed-time far-famed, The
in store On her be pleased to pour; Long may she reign: May she defend our laws, And ever give us cause To sing with heart and voice God save the Queen
forward, sons and daughters Of this gem beyond compare. Strive for honor, sons and daughters, Do the right, be firm, be fair. Toil with hearts and hands and voices
graves of our slain Shall thy valour prevail As we greet thee again- Hail, Liberty! Hail! Long time didst thou dwell Mid the peoples that mourn, Awaiting some voice
our joy to be free, Praising God and rejoicing to be Papua New Guinea. Chorus: Shout our name from the mountains to seas Papua New Guinea; Let us raise our voices
of the free; Great is the love we have for thee; Firmly united ever we stand, Singing thy praise, O native land. We raise up our hearts and our voices
