I Vow to Thee, My Country
I Vow to Thee, My Country | |
Cecil Spring-Rice, 1918
| 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. | 2. 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. |