Missing in DT:

THE KING
(Traditional English)

Health, love and peace be all here in this place.
By your leave, we shall sing concerning our King.

Our king is well dressed in silks of the best.
In ribbons so rare, no king can compare.

We have travelled many miles, over edges and stiles,
In search of our King, unto you we bring.

We have powder and shot to conquer the lot.
We have cannon and ball to conquer them all.

Old Christmas is past. Twelfth-tide is the last.
And we bid you adieu. Great joy to the new.

(Recorded by Loreena McKennitt at Church of Our Lady, Guelph)