Verse 1
To whom for refuge shall we run,
If us the Parent-State disown,
To which we ever faithful prov’d,
Which more than life itself we lov’d?

Verse 2
Can they forget our loyal zeal,
While thousands in their quarrel fell,
And listed against England’s foes
Fresh thousands still undaunted rose?

Verse 3
The dearest partners of our heart
We linger’d not with Them to part,
Expos’d to a rebellious crew,
To men who mercy never knew.

Verse 4
Their rage and malice we defied
With truth and justice on our side,
Determin’d in a cause so good
To lavish our last drop of blood.

Verse 5
Nothing we thought too much t’ endure,
In Britain’s plighted faith secure,
Shelter’d beneath our Country’s wings,
Protected by the best of kings.

Verse 6
We lov’d to rest under his shade,
His word our sure dependance made,
And while we did on Him rely
For Him we vow’d to live and die.

Verse 7
And can we now deserted be,
Victims of filial piety,
Given up the utmost ills to bear
Abandon’d to extreme despair?

Verse 8
Their countrymen, and sworn allies
Will generous Britons sacrifice,
Out of their covenant exclude,
And glut assassins with our blood?

Verse 9
Can kings be cruel and unjust
To those that in their promise trust?
Is public faith a broken reed?
Is truth from earth for ever fled?

Verse 10
If banish’d from the human race,
In kings it still shoud find a place:
And He whose heart The truth receives,
The Father of his Country lives.

Verse 11
We must believe his promise sure,
If sordid souls their friends abjure,
In traiterous league if statesmen join,
Or Villains forge the Royal Sign.

Verse 12
Wherefore we calmly wait the day
Which shall the depths of hell display,
Our foes confound, our King redeem,
With all that love, and trust in Him.