White: Ng5
Lord save the solitary knight,
Protect him on his lonely flight,
So far from happy town of birth,
From maiden's blush and tavern's mirth.
Lord strengthen now his weary horse
And guide him on his crooked course,
Compelled his armored load to bear,
The journey ends he knows not where.
Lord from whom all blessings flow,
Whose angels travel to and fro,
Sustain the wand'rer in the night,
And grant them rest both black and white.
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