FROM SCOURGING REBELLION: "A Song on the Victory Obtained over the Rebels by His Royal Highness the Duke of Cumberland"
Words, John Lockman. Music, George Frederich Handel. 1746.

1. From scourging rebellion and baffling proud France,
Crowned with laurels, behold British William advance;
His triumph to grace and distinguish the day,
The Sun brighter shines and all Nature looks gay.

CHORUS: Your glasses charge high, 'tis in brave William's praise
To his glory your voices and instruments raise.

2. Whilst in Pleasure's soft arms, millions courted repose,
Our hero flew forth, though the streams round him froze,
To shield us from rebels, all dangers defied,
And would conquer or die famed Liberty's side.

3. In his train see sweet Peace, fairest offspring of Sky,
Ev'ry bliss in her smile, ev'ry charm in her eye,
Whilst that worst foe to man, that dire fiend, Civil War,
Gnashing horrid her teeth, comes fast bound to his car.

4. How hateful's the tyrant, who lured by false fame,
To satiate his pride sets the world in a flame!
How glorious the King, whose beneficent mind
Makes true grandeur consist in protecting mankind!

5. Ye warriors, on whom we due honours bestow,
Oh think on the source whence our late evils flow!
Commanded by William strike next at the Gaul
And fix those in chains, who would Britons enthral!