When lodges meet our brethren greet|
The Master in the chair;
All hand in hand, in order stand,
And bow their heads in prayer.
In duty next the Bible text
Our Chaplain doth supply,
To the love of King and Brotherhood,
To the fear of God on high.
To God above we give the praise,
With heart and hand we join,
To celebrate the glorious days
Of Derry and the Boyne.
2. No treason binds our honest minds,
3. We ponder on our brethren gone|
To dwell with God on high;
We speak of those our country's foes;
Of perils great and nigh.
For King we band for Fatherland
We raise our boven cry,
For freedom's right we're bold to fight
To conquer or to die.
4. Who wouldn't stand for England's land,
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