@3Triumph now with joy and mirth! The God of Peace hath blessed our land: We enjoy the fruits of earth Through favour of His bounteous hand. We through His most loving grace A king and kingly seed behold, Like a sun with lesser stars Or careful shepherd to his fold: Triumph then, and yield Him praise That gives us blest and joyful days.@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LITANY OF THE DARK PEOPLE by COUNTEE CULLEN DELUSION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ODE TO THE JOHNS HOPKINS UNIVERSITY by SIDNEY LANIER READING WHITMAN IN A TOILET STALL by TIMOTHY LIU THE GARDEN BY MOONLIGHT by AMY LOWELL |