Sob, Oh Beloved

All Wail Liberia Wail

All Wail

All Wail Liberia Wail

All Wail

This Gloomy Land of Poverty is not Ours

Thou new her Name of War

And Greed Now Her Fame

And Matchless are Her Spoils

And matchless are Her Spoils

Injured and Saddened our Hearts Divided

We Shout for Redemption for a Nation Ignited

No Longer Live Liberia a Happy Land.

No Longer live a Glorious Land.

This Land of Gloom and Poverty

Under Warlords' Command.

For This Nation I Sob!

For This Nation I Cry!