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- (Posted 2015-02-06) CPDL #34497: Sibelius
- Editor: Alan Pickering (submitted 2015-02-06). Score information: A4, 1 page, 44 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: This version: Melody plus piano accompaniment. Source: The Community Sing-Song Book
- CPDL #29836: Sibelius 6
- Editor: Rufus Brodersen (submitted 2013-08-15). Score information: A4, 2 pages, 86 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Source: The British Students' Song Book
General Information
Title: God bless the Prince of Wales
Composer: Brinley Richards
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Ode
Language: English
Instruments: Piano
Description: Words by George Linley. Written in 1862 for the future King Edward VII.
External websites: Wikipedia article
Original text and translations
English text
Among our ancient mountains,
And from our lovely vales,
Oh! let the pray'r re-echo,
"God bless the Prince of Wales!"
With heart and voice awaken
Those minstrel strains of yore,
Till Britain's name and glory
Resound from shore to shore.
Among our ancient mountains,
And from our lovely vales,
Oh! let the pray'r re-echo,
"God bless the Prince of Wales!"
Should hostile bands or danger,
E'er threaten our fair isle,
May God's strong arm protect us,
May heav'n still on us smile!
Above the throne of England
May fortune's star long shine!
And round its sacred bulwarks,
The olive-branches twine.
Among our ancient mountains,
And from our lovely vales,
Oh! let the pray'r re-echo,
"God bless the Prince of Wales!"