Lupang Hinirang
                                                        (Pilipino Version)

                                               Official version used since 1956
 

                                                        Bayang magiliw
                                                   Perlas ng Silanganan
                                                         Alab ng puso
                                                   Sa dibdib mo'y buhay.

                                                        Lupang hinirang,
                                                   Duyan ka ng magiting,
                                                         Sa manlulupig
                                                         Di ka pasisiil.

                                                       Sa dagat at bundok
                                               Sa simoy at sa langit mong bughaw;
                                                        May dilag and tula
                                               At awit sa paglayang minamahal.

                                                 Ang kislap ng watawat mo'y
                                                 Tagumpay na nagniningning,
                                                  Ang bituin at araw niya
                                                Kailan pa ma'y 'di magdidilim.

                                            Lupa ng araw, ng luwalhati't pagsinta,
                                                 Buhay at langit sa piling mo;
                                            Aming ligaya na pag may mang-aapi
                                                Ang mamatay ng dahil sa iyo.
 

                                                                            Filipinas
                                                        (Spanish Version)

                                                          Por Jose Palma
 

                                                          Tierra adorada
                                                        Hija de sol Oriente,
                                                          Su fuego ardiente
                                                         En ti latiendo esta.

                                                         Patria de amores!
                                                        Del heroismo cuna,
                                                           Los invadores
                                                        No te hallaran jamas.

                                                   En tu azul cielo, en tus auras,
                                                      En tus montes y en tu mar
                                                      Esplende y late el poema
                                                        De tu amada libertad.

                                                   Tu pabellon, que en las lides
                                                        La victoria ilumino,
                                                      No vera nunca apagados
                                                        Sus estrellas y su sol.

                                               Tierra de dichas, de sol y de amores,
                                                       En tu regazo dulce es vivir;
                                                    Es una gloria para tus hijos,
                                                    Cuando te ofenden por ti motir.
 

                            Philippine Hymn
                           (English Version)

                        By Camilo Osias and A. L. Lang

                           Land of the morning
                         Child of the sun returning
                           With fervor burning
                          Thee do our souls adore.

                           Land dear and holy,
                          Cradle of noble heroes,
                           Ne'er shall invaders
                         Trample thy sacred shores.

                    Ever within thy skies and through thy clouds
                         And o'er thy hills and seas;
                     Do we behold thy radiance, feel the throb
                           Of glorious liberty.

                        Thy banner dear to all hearts
                          Its sun and stars alight,
                       Oh, never shall its shining fields
                        Be dimmed by tyrant's might.

                      Beautiful land of love, O land of light,
                      In thine embrace 'tis rapture to lie;
                    But it is glory ever, when thou art wronged
                       For us, thy sons to suffer and die.