In the womb, I wait and grow,
A tiny heart that beats with hope to know,
A land that's mine, a nation grand,
Nigeria, where my story's planned.

A land of strength, a land of might,
Where hardship roams, both day and night,
But I'll face it all, with courage bold,
And triumph will be my story to be told.

In this land of plenty, I'll find my way,
Through the struggles, I'll seize the day,
I'll rise above, I'll shine so bright,
And my testimony will be a beacon light.

Oh, Nigeria, land of my birth,
A land of beauty, a land of mirth,
Though challenges will come, I'll stand tall,
And I'll make you proud, I'll answer your call.

My heart beats fast, my spirit soars,
I'll make a difference, I'll leave my mark,
I'll be a shining star, a light in the dark,
And my triumph will be Nigeria's spark.

So here I'll grow, and here I'll thrive,
In this land of mine, where my story will survive,
And though hardship may come, I'll face it with cheer,
And triumph will be my testimony, year after year.

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