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Albert, in thy race we cherish A Nation’s strength that will not perish While England’s sceptered Line True to the King of Kings is found; Like that Wise Ancestor of thine Who threw the Saxon shield o’er Luther’s life, When first, above the yells of bigot strife, The trumpet of the Living Word Assumed a voice of deep portentous sound From gladdened Elbe to startled Tiber heard.