Classic Poem

Come , all ye children of the soil,
Ye offspring of the sun!
Aid me to praise these later days
Of glory just begun!
Aid me to praise in fitting phrase
Your land of liberty—
By Heaven's grace the sacred place
Of your nativity!

O land of palm and mountain peak,
Of never-fading green!
Of oceans twain and storied main,
The undisputed queen!
O land whose fond enchantments bind
The stranger's heart to thee;
Here be it known, we frankly own
Thy gracious sovereignty!

Thy broad savanna vies in wealth
With golden-pebbled stream!
Thy tableland and pearly strand
With untold riches teem!
Thy precious forests spread their arms
O'er fruitage lush and wild:
In all and part, thou surely art
Fair Nature's darling child!

Forever shall thy pathway trend
Toward glory's gleaming goal!
Eternally shall loyalty
Inspire each Isthmian soul!
Forever shall thy sons maintain
Their noble sires' renown;
For aye, through them, thy fame shall gem
Colombia's priceless crown!