The Queen has come along, and let her
joy be known.
The hills are full with trees and corn,
And crowns of gold have grown, The crowns
of gold.
I am the peace of God, And I
am the peace of God, And I am
the joy of men.
I am the peace of God, And I
am the joy of men, The Lord is
with me.
I am the king, I feel the love,
I am the king, I see the joy,
the joy, the joy, the joy, the joy,
the joy, the joy, the joy, the joy
The hills are high, the hills are tall,
the deserts grey, Before we reach the end,
before we reach the end, Our walk of
mercy, our walk of mercy, When I go
to trial, beautiful, beautiful trial, When I go
to trial, beautiful, beautiful trial, When I
go to trial, beautiful, beautiful trial,
When I go to trial, beautiful, beautiful trial,
When I go to trial, beautiful trial, When
I go to trial, beautiful, beautiful trial, When
I go to trial, beautiful, beautiful trial.