Oh glad day to celebrate
'Neath the cloudless sky
Air so sweet
Water pure
Fields ripe with rye
Come one, come all
Gather round
Discard your Sunday shoes
Come on now
Oh my land
Be a jubilee
Come on girl, come on boy, be a jubilee
Oh my land, oh my good
People don't be shy
Weave the birth of harmony
With children's happy cries
Hand in hand
We're dancing around
In a freedom ring
Come on now
Oh my land
Be a jubilee
Come on girl, come on boy, be a jubilee
We will never fade away
Doves shall multiply
Yet I see hawks circling the sky
Scattering our glad day with debt and despair
What good hour
Will restore our troubled air?
Come on people
Gather round
You know what to do
Come on people
Oh my land
What be troubling
Oh my land
What be troubling
What be troubling
What be troubling you
We are love and the future
We stand in the midst of fury and weariness
Who dreams of joy and radiance?
Who dreams of war and sacrifice?
Our sacred realms are being squeezed
Curtailing civil liberties
Recruit the dreams that sing to thee
Let freedom ring
Freedom ring
Freedom ring
Jubilee
Oh my land
Oh glad day
Oh my land
Hear our cry
Freedom ring
Oh glad day
Oh my land
Jubilee
Jubilee
