O let me ponder, what I myself am;
For mine reflection tis regal and stead,
That truth surpass palace of Buckingham;
So kingdoms rise and nobly bow the head.
In rev’rence, I with gratitude look on;
And in this vision, I see renewed life,
Where timeless honesty greets the new dawn,
Moving beyond comfort, think away strife.
Make revelation, dance, and sing my soul;
Let the Northern Star leave me starry-eyed
Beauty doth inspire, say’th the golden scroll.
But most of all, let me with love abide.
So carry the banner in kingly pride,
Led by wholeness meek, ever on thy side.