Oh mother earth,
obedient to God's calling,
your mountain glaciers and your rivers long,
your swelling oceans, many waters falling
to thirsty lands -
for you we raise our song:
God's precious globe, our glowing blue-green jewel
set in the bounds and mists of outer space
to be our home, our labour and renewal
where we, your men and women, find our trusted place.

Oh mother earth,
God's joy in ever seeing
his handmaid and his ever-fertile spouse
in whom he birthed life's many ways of being;
the birds and beasts
in you, our living house.
We know the inspiration of your beauty,
we mine the riches of your million years,
we have explored, but failed in our duty
to care for you, your other children and our peers.

Oh mother earth,
we take to Copenhagen
our final and our deepest hope of all:
to live within our means, no more delaying;
Gone are the days
when men could steal and stall.
Now look ahead, you delegates of nations,
and see our children, what their lives are worth -
to live at last in knowing we're relations,
Christ's family and offspring of our mother earth.