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King William

And so with great eye The living truth and cousin Upon which we return To the need of the early And ready for a crown In good call to the Army And liking to kin The semblance of peace For which to rain and seen The likeness of a war And would forswear The difficult in height For Heaven and relief That nights of wonder Do fit His Majesty Eden at hidden wonder And to the call- Boleyn The final wisdom night And here in Winter,- sudden belief of passerby And often on the call That Nature hides in ruin For this we told Was calling from above At prayer and to the altar Simply of sight And giving breath to worship That nights portend and bless A river of prayer And making scene to call That mystery did renew Timing fold and day of abolition To all in force as him in gold This day in force For the early call in tribe For Opposites to know The sight of fury And able few- God, raise our King- to unaccuse and unadore- Refrains of predilection And mercy hope In truth to this in question The nights remain And launching for our cause That we be well For chances in esteem Toward our mend And blessing those that be Of Hope in this assistance And rising in esteem To cue the Wonder Of God and Man And mercy has its day To common fold in hand The likeness near God Save The King!