Isle of beauty, isle of splendour
Isle to all so sweet and fair
All must surely gaze in wonder
At thy gifts so rich and rare
Rivers, valleys, hills and mountains
All these gifts we do extol
Healthy land, so like all fountains
Giving cheer that warms the soul
Dominica, God hath blest thee
With a clime benign and bright
Pastures green and flowers of beauty
Filling all with pure delight
And a people strong and healthy
Full of godly, rev'rent fear
May we ever seek to praise Thee
For these gifts so rich and rare
Come ye 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
We must prosper! Sound the call
In which ev'ry one rejoices