I’ve been in many countries and mixed with many men;
I’ve shared their days of sunshine, gone with them in the rain.
The fires at evening said we were brothers.
The fires at evening said we were brothers.

A soldier I saw weeping beside a dying friend;
My officers had preached i must hate him till the end,
But seeing his grief, i knew We were brothers.
But seeing his grief, i knew We were brothers.

A man sat on a doorstep to see the children play;
The gentle way he smiled there would charm your fears away.
A stranger he, but love made us brothers.
A stranger he, but love made us brothers.

One day I climbed a mountain with friends of other lands;
The words we used were different, but joy one understands.
Our gladness in God’s world made us brothers.
Our gladness in God’s world made us brothers.

Though words and customs vary like waves upon the sea;
One life beneath the surface binds everyone to me.
Who knows himself knows all men as brothers.
Who knows himself knows all men as brothers.

Then brothers, why endeavor to set ourselves apart?
The fences we’ve been building squeeze tight upon our hearts.
Come, sing the truth that all men are brothers!
Come, sing the truth that all men are brothers