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ROYAL—LOYAL.
This is the song of the people
Made without effort or art,
Rung on the bells in the steeple,
Told by a kingdom's great heart;
Love of the right,
Trust in their might
Moving as one man, and bolder
Shoulder to shoulder.
Made without effort or art,
Rung on the bells in the steeple,
Told by a kingdom's great heart;
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Trust in their might
Moving as one man, and bolder
Shoulder to shoulder.
This is the creed of the Loyal
Tested by famine and flood,
Faith in the heart that is royal
More than the regal in blood;
Love of the true
Glory and due,
Gained from no perishing charters
But by the martyrs.
Tested by famine and flood,
Faith in the heart that is royal
More than the regal in blood;
Love of the true
Glory and due,
Gained from no perishing charters
But by the martyrs.
This is the hope of the Nation
Stablished in strength like the rock,
Built upon the one foundation
Proof against shadow and shock.
Love of the Best,
Christ Manifest—
Whether in work or gun's rattle,
Both their God's battle.
Stablished in strength like the rock,
Built upon the one foundation
Proof against shadow and shock.
Love of the Best,
Christ Manifest—
Whether in work or gun's rattle,
Both their God's battle.
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