Modern Version - 2021
Where the Mind is Without Fear
Where the mind is fearful and the head hangs low
Where ignorance is aglow
Where the world is fragmented
By sectarian and parochial shrads
Were words come from depths of ignorance and prejudice
Where tired striving stretches its arms towards superstition and demagogy
Where the mind is fearful and the head hangs low
Where ignorance is aglow
Where the world is fragmented
By sectarian and parochial shrads
Were words come from depths of ignorance and prejudice
Where tired striving stretches its arms towards superstition and demagogy
Where the stream of reason has been buried
Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit
Where the mind is led forward by thee
Into ever-widening obedience
Into that heaven of darkness, my Father,
let my country sleep.
