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God's Vagabond

A passion to be free
Has ever mastered me;
To none beneath the sun
Will I bow down, not one
Shall leash my liberty.

My life’s my own; I rise
With glory in my eyes;
And my concept of hell
Is to be forced to sell
Myself to one who buys.

With heart of rebel I
Man’s government defy;
With hate of bondage born
Monarch and mob I scorn:
My King the Lord on high.

God’s majesty I know;
And worship in the glow
Of beauty that I see,
Of love embracing me;
My heaven to be free:
May it be ever so.


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Poem God's Vagabond - Robert William Service