When Britain first, at heaven's command
Arose from out the azure main
Arose, arose, arose from out the a-azure main
This was the charter, the charter of the land
And guardian angels sang this strain
Rule Britannia!
Britannia rule the waves
Britons never, never, never shall be slaves
Rule Britannia!
Britannia rule the waves
Britons never, never, never shall be slaves
Still more majestic shalt thou rise
More dreadful, from each foreign stroke
More dreadful, dreadful from each foreign stroke
As the loud blast that tears the skies
Serves but to root thy native oak
Rule Britannia!
Britannia rule the waves
Britons never, never, never shall be slaves
Rule Britannia!
Britannia rule the waves
Britons never, never, never shall be slaves