MOG

We are love and the future we stand in the midst of fury and weariness
Oh my land oh my good people don't be shy
Oh glad day, oh my land, hear our cry, freedom ring
Oh my land what be troubling what be troubling what be troubling you
Come on now oh my land be a jubilee
What good hour restore our troubled air
Come on now oh my land be a jubilee
Scattering our glad day with debt and despair
Come one, come all gather round discard your Sunday shoes

Weave the birth of harmony with childrens happy cries
Yet I see hawks circling the sky
Our sacred realms are being squeezed curtailing civil liberties

Recruit the dreams that sing to thee let freedom ring

Hand in hand we're dancing around in a freedom ring
We will never fade away doves shall multiply
Who dreams of joy and radiance? Who dreams of war and sacrifice?
Come on people oh my land what be troubling
Come on people gather round you know what to do
Come on girl Come on boy be a jubilee
Come on girl come on boy be a jubilee
Freedom ring, freedom ring, jubilee, oh my land