In striving shall our glory be,
We seek until we find,
Stand loyal in each trying time,
No ever lag behind,

We will not yield whatever task,
May lie within our path,
But revel in the work itself,
Nor fear the aftermath,

Each palm tree waves us on,
The golden sands rejoice,
We move with single aim,
And strong united voice,

The sea strives with the land,
The river with the fields,
We strive and seek and find,
And finding will not yield.

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