I Vow to Thee, My Country

I vow to thee, my country — all earthly things above —
Entire and whole and perfect, the service of my love,
The love that asks no question: the love that stands the test,
That lays upon the altar the dearest and the best:
The love that never falters, the love that pays the price,
The love that makes undaunted the final sacrifice.
And there's another country, I've heard of long ago —
Most dear to them that love her, most great to them that know —
We may not count her armies; we may not see her King —
Her fortress is a faithful heart, her pride is suffering —
And soul by soul and silently her shining bounds increase,
And her ways are ways of gentleness and all her paths are Peace.
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