Ode To Newfoundland - Chris Andrews

When sunrays crown thy pine-clad hills

And Summer spreads her hand

When silvern voices tune thy rills

We love thee smiling land

We love thee, we love thee,

We love thee smiling land.

When spreads thy cloak of shimm’ring white

At Winter’s stern command

Thro' shortened day and starlit night

We love thee frozen land

We love thee, we love thee,

We love thee smiling land.

When blinding storm gusts fret thy shore

And wild waves lash thy strand

Thro' spindrift swirl and tempest roar

We love thee wind-swept land

We love thee, we love thee,

We love thee wind-swept land.

As loved our fathers, so we love

Where once they stood we stand

Their prayer we raise to heav’n above

God guard thee Newfoundland

God guard thee, God guard thee

God guard thee Newfoundland.