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Up to Dunbar our Cromwell went	A
Not to invade was his intent	A
But they who first King Charles sold	B
Now turn their backs on friends of old	B
And principles they then held dear	C
Were sacrificed for self I fear	C
Another Stuart they receive	D
Who knew too well how to deceive	D
The most perfidious of his race	E
Corrupt in life and void of grace	E
The menial of the Papacy	F
And yet content by oath to free	F
Himself from Holy See's control	G
And covenant to save his soul	G
By the Scotch Presbyterian mode	H
As to the crown this paved the road	H
But Cromwell brooked not this control	G
He wished man free to save his soul	G
As conscience may to him dictate	I
Without subservience to the State	I
He saw also thro' the disguise	J
Of one well versed in fraud and lies	J
And saw how England's liberties	K
Were threatened by this scheme of his	L
So up to Dunbar Cromwell went	A
To break this compact his intent	A
Conserve the rights of Britons true	M
To worship God in desk and pew	M
As conscience may to them dictate	I
Without control of king or state	I
Or Papal bull or legate's rod	N
Only accountable to God	N
On Sunday night he reached Dunbar	O
From darkened sky gleamed not a star	O
The way he travelled o'er was drear	O
Made doubly so by Scotchmen's fear	O
At his approach like sheep they fled	P
Made frantic by an awful dread	P
Of red hot irons spear and sword	Q
Of breasts thrust thro' and bodies gored	Q
Which they were told would be their lot	R
When Cromwell came So from each cot	R
They bore away what pleased them best	S
And to the flames consigned the rest	S
But now Dunbar is reached yet he	F
Finds himself in extremity	F
Midst swamps and bogs unfit to tent	A
By Lammermoor from hillside rent	A
Leslie in front defiant stands	T
A noble army he commands	T
Of thousands two score seven or more	O
Ready on Cromwell shot to pour	O
Behind the sea cut off retreat	U
With such great odds can he compete	U
The mountain sheep may safely tread	P
The Lammermoor but men may dread	P
To cross this heath at any time	V
Much more now midst the rain and slime	V
Will Cromwell with the smaller score	O
Dare to cross o'er to Dunbar shore	O
Tho' shipped were half his guns and men	W
The foe falls ere he turn again	W
With foresight keen like one inspired	X
He saw the end ere Leslie fired	X
THE LORD said he as rapt he stands	T
HATH GIVEN THEM INTO OUR HANDS	T
'Tis the ninth month and second day	Y
A wild wet night historians say	Y
Quit you like men and bravely stand	Z
Death's wrestle now is close at hand	Z
Heed not the hoarse sea's doleful moan	A2
As on the cliffs its waves are thrown	A2
Think not of life nor kindred dear	O
Who goes to war should nothing fear	O
But God whose eye lids never sleep	B2
His Israel He will safely keep	B2
Oh pray but keep your powder dry	O
Your part do then on God rely	O
Stand to your arms the whole night thro'	O
Or lie awake with arms in view	M
And you ye Scots your lights blow out	C2
But stay not in your strong redoubt	C2
'Midst shocks of corn your shelter seek	D2
And rest in sleep your foe is weak	D2
Yet ere another night comes 'round	E2
In deeper slumber shall be found	E2
Full many of your stalwart host	F2
And stilled for aye their every boast	F2
In Cromwell's camp all night was heard	X
The voice of prayer in tones which stirred	X
The tender hearts of Ironside men	W
As never can be told by pen	W
Ere shone the first faint streak of morn	G2
The Scots beneath the shocks of corn	G2
Stretched out full length in quiet sleep	B2
Hear a loud blast and upward leap	B2
To seize their arms and face the foe	H2
Too late the warning or too slow	H2
Their movements when the trump was heard	X
Yet rang along the lines the word	X
Of battle cry by Leslie sent	A
The Covenant The Covenant	I2
While high and strong was Cromwell's boast	F2
The Lord of Hosts The Lord of Hosts	J2
With master skill he struck the blow	H2
And when shone out the crimson glow	H2
Of morning sun upon the sea	F
Brave Leslie's men began to flee	F
They run Oh I protest they run	K2
Let God arise Let God arise	J
And scattered be His enemies	K
Loud Cromwell cried The work was done	K2
Then rose from England's host a cry	O
Which rent the very heavens on high	O
Now halt they on the battle field	L2
And to the Lord their homage yield	L2
And sing this song with hearts devout	C2
O praise the Lord ye nations all	M2
Laud Him all peoples on this ball	M2
His mercy toward us e'er is great	I
His truth and grace for sinners wait	I
Let all the people shout	C2

Joseph Horatio Chant

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