The Cloisters: Prayer for the King

If the meek-hearted to the earth is heir,
Refreshed in multitude of peace divine,
And length of days, by what blest discipline
Shall we best drink of that celestial air ?
By what calm ways of holy Wisdom share
Th' eternal sweetness of her Angel eyne,
Who leans on high from the meek Saviour's shrine ?
The path of Life will shew — the path of Prayer.
There filial duty first shall lead thee by
The house of Pride, then manhood's Loyalty
Take thee in hand, her spirit to infuse.
Pray thou with them, imbibe their heavenly hues,
And they will lead thee to that Palace Hall,
Where God is King and Father, all in all.