Oh glad day to celebrate ?Neath the cloudless sky
Air so sweet Water pure
Fields ripe with [bad word] one [bad word] all
Gather round Discard your Sunday [bad word] on now Oh my land
Be a [bad word] on [bad word] 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 [bad word] on now Oh my land
Be a [bad word] on [bad word] 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 [bad word] on people
Gather round You know what to [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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