When Britain first, at heaven's command Arose from out the azure main Arose, arose, arose from out the a-azure main This was the charter, the charter of the land And guardian angels sang this strain Rule Britannia! Britannia rule the waves Britons never, never, never shall be slaves Rule Britannia! Britannia rule the waves Britons never, never, never shall be slaves Still more majestic shalt thou rise More dreadful, from each foreign stroke More dreadful, dreadful from each foreign stroke As the loud blast that tears the skies Serves but to root thy native oak Rule Britannia! Britannia rule the waves Britons never, never, never shall be slaves Rule Britannia! Britannia rule the waves Britons never, never, never shall be slaves