THE
Church of ENGLANDS Wish
For King WILLIAM's safe Voyage into Holland, with his
Noble Reception by the States and Confederate Princes,
at the Hague.
To the Tune, Let the Soldiers Rejoyce. Licensed according to Order.
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I.
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MAy the Gods of the Sea,
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For great William make way;
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And Command the rude waves to be calm in their Motion,
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May the Heavens prove kind,
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And continue fair Wind,
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To Conduct Englands Monarchs safe over the Ocean.
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II.
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May Fortune still bless,
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All the Acts with Success,
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That are done by the Royal Confederate Princes,
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Whilst the Subjects all joyn,
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To promote their design,
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And by large Contributions support their Expences.
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III.
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May they quickly pull down,
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The French King from his Throne,
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And raise up new Trophies to the Fame of our Nation
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Th[at the] Church more devine,
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[Much sp]lendor may find,
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And the [Land be] free from the Romish Opression.
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IV.
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Oh! What Joy in the States,
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Our Great William Creates,
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They Receive him in Triumph with great Acclamation.
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Who His Life does expose,
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For the safty of those,
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Who will run equal hazard for their Kings preservation.
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V.
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Tho' the Papists and their Pope,
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Give our Enemies Hope,
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To recover what evil designes have quite Lost 'em,
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That they once might in vain
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Make a Tryal again,
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To bring in dark Popery what ever it cost 'em.
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VI.
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Let the Pope hold with care,
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His infallable Chair,
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Lest the Princes that meet at the Hague do supprize him,
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Who tottering does stand,
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Whith his key in his hand,
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To lock up his Agent I feign would advise him.
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VII.
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Who studdy's in vain,
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His old Lands to regain,
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That the Romish Tormenters might trouble our Nation,
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But King William's Kind care,
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Stopt their procedings here,
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And hazards his Life for the Church preservation.
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VIII.
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May he cross on the Main,
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With all Safty again,
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May his Voyage be blest with the Calmest of weather.
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May he live happy long,
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And for ever be Young,
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God preserve our great William and Mary for ever.
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