Hayluk tal skwilawal ta ay-e tumokh,

Ta shwa-lays ta ay-e lee-zas;

Owita kwa see-ize kulth skwilawal,

O kukh ta see-aya tchit lay.

||: Owita kulth lam pa-tchit, :|| lay.

How happy every child of grace

Who knows his sins forgiven;

This earth, he cries, is not my place,

I seek my place in heaven.

||: There’ll be no parting, :|| there.