- God save our gracious Queen,
- Long live our noble Queen,
- God save the Queen:
- Send her victorious,
- Happy and glorious,
- Long to reign over us:
- God save the Queen.
- O Lord, our God, arise,
- Scatter her enemies,
- And make them fall:
- Confound their politics,
- Frustrate their knavish tricks,
- On thee our hopes we fix:
- God save us all.
- Thy choicest gifts in store,
- On her be pleased to pour;
- Long may she reign:
- May she defend our laws,
- And ever give us cause
- To sing with heart and voice
- God save the Queen.
- Not in this land alone,
- But be God's mercies known,
- From shore to shore!
- Lord make the nations see,
- That men should brothers be,
- And form one family,
- The wide world over.
- From every latent foe,
- From the assassins blow,
- God save the Queen!
- O'er her thine arm extend,
- For Britain's sake defend,
- Our mother, prince, and friend,
- God save the Queen!
- Lord grant that Marshall Wade
- May by thy mighty aid
- Victory bring.
- May he sedition hush,
- And like a torrent rush,
- Rebellious Scots to crush.
- God save the Queen!
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- Dhia, tabhair dár mBanríon ghaoil,
- Sonas is síneadh saoil,
- Dhia, cosain an Bhanríon;
- Deonaigh di bua sa chóir,
- Sásaimh agus glór,
- Fad-rialú aoibhinn,
- mór;
- Dhia, cosain an Bhanríon!
- A Thiarna, ár nDia, chun cinn,
- Scaip a naimhde,
- Agus a dhéanamh orthu titim.
- Sean gcuid polaitíochta,
- Sáraigh a cleasanna knavish,
- Ar Riot ár súil againn a shocrú,
- Sábhála Dia linn go léir.
- Mo bronntanais Muighinis sa siopa,
- Ar a bheith sásta go Doirt;
- Fada féadfaidh sí rialaigh:
- D'fhéadfadh sí a chosaint ár ndlíthe,
- Agus riamh a thabhairt dúinn faoi deara
- A chanadh le croí agus guth
- Sábhála Dia an Bhanríon
- Gan sa talamh ina n-aonar,
- Ach a bheith bocht Dé ar a dtugtar,
- Ón gcósta a chladaigh!
- Tiarna a dhéanamh ar an náisiúin a fheiceáil,
- Ba chóir go mbeadh fir a deartháireacha,
- Agus foirm amháin teaghlaigh,
- An mó ar fud an domhain.
- Ó gach namhaid folaigh,
- Ón buille mheanna,
- Sábhála Dia an Bhanríon!
- Thar a lámh do a leathnú,
- Ar mhaithe le Bhreatain's chosaint,
- Tá ár máthair, Prionsa, agus a chara,
- Sábhála Dia an Bhanríon!
- Deontas a Thiarna Marscal Wade
- Bealtaine ag Bua cabhrach do neartmhar
a thabhairt.
- Féadfaidh sé ceannairc ciúnaigh,
- Agus cosúil le deifir tuile,
- Albanach ceannairceach a threascairt.
- Sábhála Dia an Bhanríon!
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DHIA, thoir d ar n-uachdran gaoil
Sonas is sìneadh saoghl;
Dhia, dìon an Rìgh;
Deònaich dha buaidh sa chòir,
Ard-ghreadhnachas is glòir,
Fad-riaghladh aoibhinn, mòr;
Dhia, dìon an Rìgh !
Do mhaitheas caoin, neo-ghann,
Bi dortadh air a cheann,
Gun sgur, gun dìth ;
Ceart-reachdan biodh ra linn,
Á sìor thoirt aobhair dhuinn,
Le guth s le cridh bhith seinn
Dhia, dion an Rìgh !
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