The original lyrics were in German, but because Switzerland has four official languages, there are also lyrics in the three other official languages; French, Italian and Romansh. The anthem also has English translations.
Trittst im Morgenrot daher, Seh' ich dich im Strahlenmeer, Dich, du Hocherhabener, Herrlicher! Wenn der Alpenfirn sich rötet, Betet, freie Schweizer, betet, Eure fromme Seele ahnt, Eure fromme Seele ahnt, Gott im hehren Vaterland! Gott, den Herrn im hehren Vaterland!
When the morning skies grow red And o'er their radiance shed, Thou, o Lord, appeareth in their light! When the Alps glow bright with splendour, Pray to God to Him surrender. For you feel and understand, For you feel and understand, That he dwelleth in this land! That he dwelleth in this Motherland!
Kommst im Abendglühn daher,
Find' ich dich im Sternenheer,
Dich, du Menschenfreundlicher, Liebender!
In des Himmels lichten Räumen
Kann ich froh und selig träumen;
Denn die fromme Seele ahnt
Denn die fromme Seele ahnt
Gott im hehren Vaterland!
Gott, den Herrn, im hehren Vaterland!
In the sunset Thou art nigh
And beyond the starry sky,
Thou, o loving Father, ever near
When to Heaven we are departing,
Joy and bliss Thou'lt be imparting,
For we feel and understand,
For we feel and understand,
That Thou dwellest in this land!
That Thou dwellest in this land!
Ziehst im Nebelflor daher,
Such' ich dich im Wolkenmeer,
Dich, du Unergründlicher, Ewiger!
Aus dem grauen Luftgebilde
Bricht die Sonne klar und milde,
Und die fromme Seele ahnt,
Und die fromme Seele ahnt,
Gott im hehren Vaterland!
Gott, den Herrn, im hehren Vaterland!
When dark clouds enshroud the hills
And grey mist the valley fills,
Yet Thou art not hidden from Thy sons.
Pierce the gloom in which we cower
With Thy sunshine's cleansing power
Then we'll feel and understand,
Then we'll feel and understand,
That God dwelleth in this land!
That God dwelleth in this land!
Fährst im wilden Sturm daher,
Bist du selbst uns Hort und Wehr,
Du, allmächtig Waltender, Rettender!
In Gewitternacht und Grauen
Laßt uns kindlich ihm vertrauen!
Ja, die fromme Seele ahnt,
Ja, die fromme Seele ahnt,
Gott im hehren Vaterland!
Gott, den Herrn, im hehren Vaterland!
Towards us in the wild storm coming,
You yourself give us resistance and stronghold,
You, almighty ruling, rescuing!
During horror and nights of thunderstorms
Let us childlike trust Him!
Yes, we feel and understand,
Yes, we feel and understand,
That God dwelleth in this land!
That God dwelleth in this land!
Trittsch im Morgerot drhär Gsehn ich dich im Straalemeer Dich, du Hocherhabene, Herrliche! Wenn dr Alpefirn sich rötet, Bättet, freii Schwiizer, bättet! Euri frommi Seel ahnt, Euri frommi Seel ahnt, Gott im heere Vaterland! Gott, dr Herr, im heere Vaterland!
Kunnsch im Obeglieh drhär,
Find ich dich im Stärneheer,
Dich, du Menschefründliche, Liebende!
Im Himmel de lichte Rüüm
Kann ich froo und selig träume!
Denn die frommi Seel ahnt,
Denn die frommi Seel ahnt,
Gott im heere Vaterland!
Gott, dr Herr, im heere Vaterland!
Ziesch im Näbelfloor drhär,
Suech ich dich im Wolkemeer,
Dich, du Unergründliche, Ewige!
Us em graue Luftgebilde
Tritt d Sonne klar und mild,
Und die frommi Seel ahnt,
Und die frommi Seel ahnt,
Gott im heere Vaterland!
Gott, dr Herr, im heere Vaterland!
Faarsch im wilde Sturm drhär,
Bisch du sälbscht uns Hort und Wehr,
Du, allmächtig Waltende, Rettende!
In Gwitternacht und Graue
Löönd uns kindlich ihm vertraue!
Jo, die frommi Seel ahnt,
Jo die frommi Seel ahnt,
Gott im heere Vaterland!
Gott, dr Herr, im heere Vaterland!
Sur nos monts, quand le soleil Annonce un brillant réveil, Et prédit d'un plus beau jour le retour, Les beautés de la patrie Parlent à l'âme attendrie; Au ciel montent plus joyeux, Au ciel montent plus joyeux, Les accents d'un cœur pieux, Les accents émus d'un cœur pieux.
[syʁ no mɔ̃ kɑ̃ lə sɔ.lɛj] [a.nɔ̃s ɛ̃ bʁi.jɑ̃ ʁe.vɛj] [ˈet pʁe.dit d‿ɛ̃ ply bo ʒwe lə ʁə.tuʁ] [lɛ bo.te də la pa.tʁi] [paʁl a l‿am a.tɑ̃.dʁi] [o sjɛl mɔ̃.tent ply ʒwa.jø] [o sjɛl mɔ̃.tent ply ʒwa.jø] [lɛ ak.sɑ̃ d‿ɛ̃ kœʁ pjø] [lɛ ak.sɑ̃ e.my d‿ɛ̃ kœʁ pjø]
Upon our mounts, when the sun Announces a brilliant awakening And predicts the return of a beautiful day The beauties of the fatherland, Speaks to the tender soul To heaven it joyfully rises, To heaven it joyfully rises, The sentiments of a pious heart, The touching sentiments of a pious heart.
Lorsqu'un doux rayon du soir
Joue encore dans le bois noir,
Le cœur se sent plus heureux près de Dieu
Loin des vain bruits de la plaine
L'âme en paix est plus sereine;
Au ciel montent plus joyeux,
Au ciel montent plus joyeux,
Les accents d'un cœur pieux,
Les accents émus d'un cœur pieux.
When a gentle evening ray
Plays once more in the darkened woods
The heart feels happier near God,
Far from the vain noises of the plain
the heart at peace is more serene
To heaven it joyfully rises
To heaven it joyfully rises
The sentiments of a pious heart
The touching sentiments of a pious heart.
Lorsque dans la sombre nuit
La foudre éclate avec bruit,
Notre cœur pressent encore le Dieu fort.
Dans l'orage et la détresse,
Il est notre forteresse.
Offrons-lui de cœurs pieux
Offrons-lui de cœurs pieux
Dieu nous bénira des cieux,
Dieu nous bénira du haut des cieux.
[lɔʁ.sk(ə) dɑ̃ la sɔ̃.bʁə nɥi]
[la fudʁ e.klat a.vɛk bʁɥi]
[nɔ.tʁə kœʁ pʁɛ.sɑ̃ ɑ̃.kɔʁ lə djø fɔʁ]
[dɑ̃ l‿ɔ.ʁaʒ e la de.tʁɛs]
[il ɛ nɔ.tʁə fɔʁ.tə.ʁɛs]
[ɔ.fʁɔ̃.lɥi d(ə) kœʁ pjø]
[ɔ.fʁɔ̃.lɥi d(ə) kœʁ pjø]
[djø nu be.ni.ʁa de sjø]
[djø nu be.ni.ʁa dy o de sjø]
When in the sombre night
The thunder bursts with loudness
Our heart approaches once more the great Lord;
In the storm and in the distress
It is our fortress
Offer Him our pious hearts,
Offer Him our pious hearts,
God, bless us from the heavens,
God, bless us from the highest heavens.
Des grand monts vient le secours,
Suisse, espère en Dieu toujours!
Garde la foi des aïeux, vis comme eux!
Sur l'autel de la patrie
Met tes biens, ton cœur, ta vie!
C'est le trésor précieux
C'est le trésor précieux
Que Dieu nous bénira des cieux,
Que Dieu nous bénira du haut des cieux!
[de ɡʁɑ̃ mɔ̃ vjɑ̃ lə s(ə).kuʁ]
[sɥis ɛs.pɛʁ ɑ̃ djø tu.ʒuʁ]
[ɡaʁ.d(ə) la fwa de a.jø vi kɔm ø]
[syʁ l‿o.tɛl də la pa.tʁi]
[mɛ te bjɛ̃ tɔ̃ kœʁ ta vi]
[s‿ɛ lə tʁe.zɔʁ pʁe.sjø]
[s‿ɛ lə tʁe.zɔʁ pʁe.sjø]
[kə djø nu be.ni.ʁa de sjø]
[kə djø nu be.ni.ʁa dy o de sjø]
From the great mountains comes assistance
Swiss, have hope in God always!
Guard the faith of the forefathers, as they did!
On the altar of the fatherland
Place your wealth, your heart, your life!
It is a precious treasure,
It is a precious treasure,
That God will bless from the heavens,
That God will bless from the highest heavens!
Quando bionda aurora il mattin c'indora l'alma mia t'adora re del ciel! Quando l'alpe già rosseggia a pregare allor t'atteggia; in favor del patrio suol, in favor del patrio suol, cittadino Dio lo vuol, cittadino Dio, si Dio lo vuol.
[ˈkwan.do ˈbjon.d(a)‿au̯ˈrɔːra] [il matˈtin t͡ʃinˈdɔːra] [ˈlal.ma ˈmiːa taˈdɔːra ˈrɛ del ˈt͡ʃel] [ˈkwan.do ˈlal.pe ˈd͡ʒa rosˈsed.d͡ʒa] [a preˈɡaːre alˈlor tatˈted.d͡ʒa] [iɱ faˈvor del ˈpaːtrjo ˈswɔl] [iɱ faˈvor del ˈpaːtrjo ˈswɔl] [t͡ʃit.taˈdiːno ˈdiːo lo ˈvwɔl] [t͡ʃit.taˈdiːno ˈdiːo si ˈdiːo lo ˈvwɔl]
Se di stelle è un giubilo
la celeste sfera
Te ritrovo a sera o Signor!
Nella notte silenziosa
l'alma mia in Te riposa:
libertà, concordia, amor,
libertà, concordia, amor,
all'Elvezia serba ognor,
all'Elvezia serba ognor.
Se di nubi un velo
m'asconde il tuo cielo
pel tuo raggio anelo Dio d'amore!
Fuga o sole quei vapori
e mi rendi i tuoi favori:
di mia patria deh! Pietà
di mia patria deh! Pietà
brilla, o sol di verità,
brilla sol, o sol di verità!
Quando rugge e strepita
impetuoso il nembo
m'è ostel tuo grembo o Signor!
In te fido Onnipossente
deh, proteggi nostra gente;
Libertà, concordia, amor,
Libertà, concordia, amor,
all'Elvezia serba ognor
all'Elvezia serba ognor!
En l'aurora la damaun ta salida il carstgaun, spiert etern dominatur, Tutpussent! Cur ch'ils munts straglischan sura, ura liber Svizzer, ura. Mia olma senta ferm, Mia olma senta ferm, Dieu en tschiel, il bab etern. Dieu en tschiel, en tschiel il bab etern.
Er la saira en splendur
da las stailas en l'azur
tai chattain nus, creatur, Tutpussent!
Cur ch'il firmament sclerescha
en noss cors fidanza crescha.
Mia olma senta ferm,
Mia olma senta ferm,
Dieu en tschiel, il bab etern.
Dieu en tschiel, il bab etern.
Er la saira en splendur
da las stailas en l'azur
tai chattain nus, creatur, Tutpussent!
Cur ch'il firmament sclerescha
en noss cors fidanza crescha.
Mia olma senta ferm,
Mia olma senta ferm,
Dieu en tschiel, il bab etern.
Dieu en tschiel, il bab etern.
Cur la furia da l'orcan
fa tremblar il cor uman
alur das ti a nus vigur, Tutpussent!
Ed en temporal sgarschaivel
stas ti franc a nus fidaivel.
Mia olma senta ferm,
Mia olma senta ferm,
Dieu en tschiel, Il bab etern.
Dieu en tschiel, il bab etern!
I When the morning skies grow red
And over us their radiance shed
Thou, O Lord, appeareth in their light!
When the alps glow bright with splendor,
Pray, Free Swiss, pray!
For you feel and understand
That God dwelleth in this land!
That God, the Lord, dwelleth in this land!
II
In the sunset Thou art night
And beyond the starry sky
Thou, O loving father, ever near!
When to Heaven we are departing
Joy and bliss Thou'lt be imparting!
For we feel and understand
That God dwelleth in this land!
That God, the Lord, dwelleth in this land!
III
When dark clouds enshroud the hills
And gray mist the valley fills
Yet Thou art not hidden from thy sons!
Pierce the gloom in which we cower
With Thy sunshine's cleansing power
Then we'll feel and understand
That God dwelleth in this land!
That God, the Lord, dwelleth in this land!
IV
Towards us in the wild storm coming,
You yourself give us resistance and stronghold,
You, almighty ruling, rescuing!
During horror and nights of thunderstorms
Let us childlike trust Him!
Yes, we feel and understand,
That God dwelleth in this land!
That God, the Lord, dwelleth in this land!
