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 questions, 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. 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.
