Victoria

Thy victory is in the heart,
Thy kingdom is within;
When outward pride and pomp depart,
Thy glory doth begin.

Thine army, ever in the field,
Is led by love and light;
Thy followers fall but never yield,
Triumphant in the right.

O King most meek and wonderful,
Grant us among Thy host,
To follow Thee, to fight for Thee,
Knights of the Holy Ghost.