1. When a knight won his spurs, in the stories of old,|
He was gentle and brave, he was gallant and bold;
With a shield on his arm and a lance in his hand
For God and for valour he rode through the land.
2. No charger have I, and no sword by my side,|
Yet still to adventure and battle I ride,
Though back into storyland giants have fled,
And the knights are no more and the dragons are dead.
3. Let faith be my shield and let joy be my steed|
'Gainst the dragons of anger, the 'ogres of greed;
And let me set free, with the sword of my youth,
From the castle of darkness the power of the truth.
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