The PROTESTANTS TRIUMPH: OR, The Prince of ORANGE joyfully Entertained in the City of London.  
To the Tune of, A Touch of the Times.  
 

THrice Welcome to London, that Renowned Prince,  
Who freely stood up for the Nations Defence:  
Nay, when we were sinking and ready to fall,  
Then did he step in and Deliver us all;  
When we on the brink of sad ruin did stand,  
'twas done by a M●●hty Miraculous Hand:  
He but little Blood in this Nation did spill,  
The Great Prince of Orange may Heaven bless still.   

He is not Ambitious of wearing the Crown,  
But still does design to keep Popery down;  
And therefore he ventured o'er Tempestuous Seas,  
When he might have tarried at home at his ease:  
But 'twas for our good, as it well does appear,  
That he was so Graciously pleased to come here:  
No Trouble nor Danger his Courage could kill,  
The Great Prince of Orange may Heaven bless still.   

To stand for Religion is all his Design,  
His heart is so Gracious, so Good and Divine,  
And therefore in pity, he came to subdue  
Those Troubles and Dangers he feared would ensue:  
'twas time to stand up for the Protestant Cause,  
When as they endeavoured to make voided our Laws;  
But yet I do hope they shall ne'er have their Will,  
The Great Prince of Orange may Heaven bless still.   

With loud Acclamations he was welcomed in,  
And he does the hearts of all Honest Men win;  
While Bells they are Ringing, and Trumpets do sound,  
The Kings Health and Prince does go merrily round:  
For I hope that he ne'er will endeavour to wrong  
Our Monarch Great James, who to us does belong,  
But settle our Laws by the best of his skill,  
The Great Prince of Orange may Heaven bless still.   

The most of his Army we see are inclined  
unto a most Noble and Generous Mind;  
Behaving themselves here most gallant and brave,  
Both Silver and Gold in their Pockets they have;  
They come not to burden this Nation at all,  
But freely they pay for what ever they call;  
By which they have purchased the Nations Good-will,  
The Great Prince of Orange may Heaven bless still.   

There's each drooping Soul which did formerly grieve,  
They having much reason, alas! to believe  
That Popery over the Nation would spread;  
This filled their hearts with much sorrow and dread:  
And yet when our hopes they were quiter at an end,  
The Lord he in mercy, his Church did defend:  
Then let ev'ry Christian submit to his Will,  
And pray that the Prince may be Prosperous still.   

And when a Free-Parliament shall come to Sit,  
They may not their faithful Allegiance forget,  
But Act what is Honest, both upright and fair,  
Betwixt James our King, and his People with ear;  
That once more in Peace and much Glory, he may  
Wear the Royal Crown, and the sceptre here Sway▪  
Our Prayers shall be first for to see this great Change,  
And next for the King, and the Prince Van Orange.    
FINIS.  

Printed for J. W●lra●.