Sung to the tune of " Advance Australia Fair " 

On Norfolk's sunny sea girt isle

We'll raise our voices high

In praise of verdant hill and dale,

Beneath our kindly sky.

The laughing waves that lapping lave

Or loud in anger roar

Will join our song in cadence wild,

Around our craggy shore.

In joyful strains then let us sing,

The waves' tumultuous roar.

Our Island home though but a speck

On ocean's bosom wide,

It's dear to us its boys and girls,

It is our home and pride.

The lofty pines will beckon us,

If e'er abroad we roam,

And palms and ferns will welcome us,

Back to our island home.

No heartier welcome shall we get,

Though all the earth we roam.

Our land is rich with luscious fruit,

With fish our waters swarm.

Our valleys deep are gay and rich,

Our climate mild and warm.

Let's bless the Giver of good things

Who all this good did plan,

And let us thankful be to Him,

For His great gifts to man.

Yes, let us thankful be to Him,

For His great gifts to man.

Some believe this was composed by Gustav Quintal at the turn of the century, while others disagree and say it was written by a headmaster on Norfolk Island at the time (or both) a little later.