Hino da Suíça

You appear in the morning red
I see you in the sea of rays
You, exalted one, glorious
When the Alpine snow reddens
Pray, free Swiss, pray

Your pious soul senses
God in the noble fatherland
God, the Lord, in the noble fatherland

You come in the evening glow
I find you in the host of stars
You, friend of humanity, loving
In the bright spaces of heaven
I can dream happily and blissfully

For the pious soul senses
God in the noble fatherland
God, the Lord, in the noble fatherland

You come in the misty veil
I seek you in the sea of clouds
You, unfathomable, eternal
From the gray air formation
The sun breaks clear and mild

And the pious soul senses
God in the noble fatherland
God, the Lord, in the noble fatherland

You come in the wild storm
You are our refuge and defense
You, almighty ruler, savior
In the stormy night and terror
Let us trust him childishly

Yes, the pious soul senses
God in the noble fatherland
God, the Lord, in the noble fatherland