Manx National Anthem

Arrane Ashoonagh dy Vannin
The Manx National Anthem was adapted to English lyrics by William Henry Gill for the Manx Music Festival (The Guild) in 1907. He dedicated the anthem to to Lady Raglan, the Governor's wife and even mentioned in the program his aspirations for the song. The original Manx version was written by John J Kneen. The song is sung to the traditional Manx melody tune Mylecharaine's March (The Manx National Air).

Land of Our Birth By: William Henry Gill LAND of our birth, O gem of God's earth, O Island so strong and so fair; Built firm as Barool, Thy throne of Home Rule Makes us free as thy sweet mountain air Ye sons of the soil, In hardship and toil, That plough both the land and the sea, Take heart while you can, And think of the Man Who toiled by the Lake Galilee. When fierce tempests smote That frail little boat, They ceased at His gentle command; Despite all our fear, The Saviour is near To safeguard our dear Fatherland. Let storm-winds rejoice, ' And lift up their voice, No danger our homes can befall; Our green hills and rocks Encircle our flocks, And keep out the sea like a wall. Our Island, thus blest, No foe can molest; Our grain and our fish shall increase; From battle and sword Protecteth the Lord, And crowneth our nation with peace. Then let us rejoice With heart, soul, and voice, Ad in the Lord's promise confide; That each single hour We trust in His power No evil our souls can betide.

O Halloo nyn Ghooie By: John J Kneen O Halloo nyn ghooie O'Chliegeen ny's bwaaie Ry gheddyn er ooir aalin Yee Ta dt' Ardstoyl Reill-Thie Myr Baarool er ny hoie Dy reayll shin ayns seyrsnys as shee. Tra Gorree yn Dane Haink er traie ec y Lhane Son Ree Mannin v'eh er ny reih 'S va creenaght veih Heose Er ny chur huggey neose Dy reill harrin lesh cairys as graih Ren nyn ayryn g'imraa Va Nooghyn shenn traa Yn Sushtal dy Hee fockley magh Shegin yeearree peccoil Myr far aileyn Vaal, Ve er ny chur mow son dy bragh. Vec ooasle yn Theihll Ayns creoighys tooilleil Ta traaue ooir as faarkey, Gow cree Ny jarrood yn fer mie Ta coadey 'n lught-thie Ren tooilleil liorish Logh Galilee. D'eiyr yn sterrm noon as noal Yn baatey beg moal Fo-harey hug Eh geay as keayn Trooid ooilley nyn ghaue Ta'n Saualtagh ec laue Dy choadey nyn Vannin veg veen. Lhig dorrinyn bra Troggal seose nyn goraa As brishey magh ayns ard arrane Ta nyn groink aalin glass Yn vooir cummal ass As coadey lught-thie as shioltane. Nyn Ellan fo-hee Cha boir noidyn ee Dy bishee nyn eeastyn as grain Nee'n Chiarn shin y reayll Voish strieughyn yn theihll As crooinnagh lesh shee 'n ashoon ain. Lhig dooin boggoil bee Lesh annym as cree As croghey er gialdyn yn Chiarn Dy vodmayd dagh oor Treishteil er e phooar Dagh olk ass nyn anmeenyn 'hayrn