Peace be upon their banners!
When our war-ships leave the bay--
When the anchor is weigh'd,
And the gales
Fill the sails,
As they stray--
When the signals are made,
And the anchor is weigh'd,
And the shores of England fade
Fast away!
Peace be upon their banners,
As they cross the stormy main!
May they no aggressors prove,
But unite,
Britain's right
To maintain;
And, unconquer'd, as they move,
May they no aggressors prove;
But to guard the land we love,
Come again!
Long flourish England's commerce!
May her navies ever glide,
With concord in their lead,
Ranging free
Every sea,
Far and wide;
And at their country's need,
With thunders in their lead,
May the ocean eagles speed
To her side!