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The Ever-Evolving Saracens Song-sheet.
  
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Jerusalem
 
And did those feet in ancient time 
walk upon England’s mountains green? 
And was the holy Lamb of God 
on England’s pleasant pastures seen? 
And did the countenance divine 
shine forth upon our clouded hills? 
And was Jerusalem builded here 
among these dark Satanic Mills? 
 
Bring me my bow of burning gold! 
Bring me my arrows of desire! 
Bring me my spear! O clouds, unfold! 
Bring me my chariot of fire! 
I will not cease from mental fight, 
nor shall my sword sleep in my hand, 
till we have built Jerusalem 
In England’s green and pleasant Land
                                                            William Blake
                                                            Arr. C. Hubert H. Parry
 
Land of Hope and Glory
 
Land of Hope and Glory, 
Mother of the Free, 
How shall we extol thee, 
Who are born of thee? 
Wider still and wider 
Shall thy bounds be set; 
God, who made thee mighty, 
Make thee mightier yet 
God, who made thee mighty, 
Make thee mightier yet. 
                                    A.C. Benson
                                    Music: Elgar

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