All Men are like choristers, singing just one song;

Some may sing Baritone, others may sing Alto,

Some may sing Tenor, others may sing Bass.

Whichever is your part, with others harmonise.

Unite in diversity, we are all but brothers.

All men are like instruments in the same orchestra;

Some may be strings, others may be wood-wind,

Some may be brass, others give percussion,

Whichever you are, with others always blend.

Unite in diversity, we are all but brothers.

All men are like footballers, playing on one side.

Some may be forwards, others may be halves.

Some may be backs, one may be the goal.

Whichever is your part, always help your team.

Unite in diversity, we are all but brothers.

All men are like students, studying various subjects,

In Training College, or in Technical School,

In Secondary School, or at the University.

Whichever is your College, be a diligent scholar.

Unite in diversity, we are all but brothers.

All men are like citizens of our dear Ghana,

Some are from Trans-Volta, others from the Colony,

Some are from Ashanti, others from the North,

Whichever is your region, be a good citizen.

Unite in diversity, we are all but brothers.

For all men are passengers, going to one end.

Some may sail in ships, others go by train,

Some may fly in aircraft, others go on foot,

Whichever is your lot, try to reach the end.

Unite in diversity, we are all but brothers.

All men are tourists, passing through this world,

They will all go six feet, where they all will rest.

And will sing forever, no more diversity.

Thenceforth, and then henceforth, though lots now differ,

Unite in diversity, we are all but brothers.