The Stewards of Gondor
Beautiful land of Gondor, 'tween mountains and the sea
The light of the White Tree
Fell like a bright rain on gardens of Kings of Old Time
Beautiful land of Gondor who stands in your defense?
The last King, Earnur
Rode out in anger to battle and never returned
Faithful Stewards of Gondor, your time is now at hand
To watch over the Throne
Till it is claimed by a true King, an heir of Elandil
Rule ye Stewards of Gondor, hold fast to your oath
Be steadfast, relentless
Keep Hope and true Faith long after the King has returned!
Long have ye served, though Hope appeared gone
Stewards of all Gondor for many a long age
You held tight to rod and rule
Faithful and True until He returned
Denethor, you gave up hope
And Boromir fell victim to your lies
But Faramir stood, and earned his place
With the King as the Steward of Gondor
Feel the West Wind blowing, 'tween mountains and the sea
The White Tower still stands
Winged Crown and Gold Throne for our King are needed once more!
Rest ye Stewards of Gondor, your rule comes to an end
The King has returned home
In Joy the flowers of the White Tree are blooming on high!
Long have ye served, though Hope appeared gone
Stewards of all Gondor, for many a long age
You held tight, to rod and rule
Faithful and True until He returned
The light of the White Tree
Fell like a bright rain on gardens of Kings of Old Time
Beautiful land of Gondor who stands in your defense?
The last King, Earnur
Rode out in anger to battle and never returned
Faithful Stewards of Gondor, your time is now at hand
To watch over the Throne
Till it is claimed by a true King, an heir of Elandil
Rule ye Stewards of Gondor, hold fast to your oath
Be steadfast, relentless
Keep Hope and true Faith long after the King has returned!
Long have ye served, though Hope appeared gone
Stewards of all Gondor for many a long age
You held tight to rod and rule
Faithful and True until He returned
Denethor, you gave up hope
And Boromir fell victim to your lies
But Faramir stood, and earned his place
With the King as the Steward of Gondor
Feel the West Wind blowing, 'tween mountains and the sea
The White Tower still stands
Winged Crown and Gold Throne for our King are needed once more!
Rest ye Stewards of Gondor, your rule comes to an end
The King has returned home
In Joy the flowers of the White Tree are blooming on high!
Long have ye served, though Hope appeared gone
Stewards of all Gondor, for many a long age
You held tight, to rod and rule
Faithful and True until He returned
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Writer(s): James Clark
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