The Covenanter's Hymn

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The Covenanter's Hymn

William Allan

Daring a tyrant's laws,
- Harried of home
All for the Covenant cause,
- Friendless I roam;
Better a mountain cave
Better a moorland grave,
Never a priestly slave
- Shall I become.

Safe in my rocky lair,
- Joyous my voice,
Hunger and cold I bear,
- Still I rejoice;
Never a conscience-chain,
Never a coward's stain
Shall in my breast remain,
- Freedom's my choice.

Hunted as human game,
- Shot on the heath,
Many of martyr name
- Slumber in death;
O! from their blood shall rise
Freedom's immortal cries
Till every tyrant lies
- Crushed by its breath.

Surely this glorious day
- Scotland shall see,
When from oppression's sway
- Raised she shall be;
Ruler of earthly things,
Keep her beneath Thy wings,
Guard her from priests and kings,
- Scotland! the free.
 
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