Pablo Arredondo

Lift up your head
to the rising sun,
Bahamaland;
March on to glory
your bright banners
waving high.
See how the world
marks the manner
of your bearing!
Pledge to excel
through love and unity.
Pressing onward,
march together
to a common loftier goal;
Steady sunward,
tho' the weather
hide the wide and treachrous shoal.
Lift up your head
to the rising sun, Bahamaland,
'Til the road you've trod
lead unto your God,
March On, Miami