Be Of Good Cheer, For You Will

There Is Only One Christ, Jesus, One Faith. All Else Is A Dispute Over Trifles.

My Loving People, We Have Been Persuaded By Some That Are Careful Of Our Safety, To Take Heed How We Commit Ourself To Armed Multitudes For Fear Of Treachery; But I Assure You, I Do Not Desire To Live To Distrust My Faithful And Loving People. I Know I Have The Body But Of A Weak And Feeble Woman, But I Have The Heart And Stomach Of A King, And Of A King Of England Too, And Think Foul Scorn That Parma Or Spain, Or Any Prince Of Europe Should Dare To Invade The Borders Of My Realm.

There Will Never Queen Sit In My Seat With More Zeal To My Country, Care To My Subjects And That Will Sooner With Willingness Venture Her Life For Your Good And Safety Than Myself. For It Is My Desire To Live Nor Reign No Longer Than My Life And Reign Shall Be For Your Good. And Though You Have Had, And May Have, Many Princes More Mighty And Wise Sitting In This Seat, Yet You Never Had Nor Shall Have, Any That Will Be More Careful And Loving.

I Have The Heart Of A Man, Not A Woman, And I Am Not Afraid Of Anything.

My Care Is Like My Shadow In The Sun, Follows Me Flying, Flies When I Pursue It, Stands And Lies By Me, Doth What I Have Done.