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