I vow to thee, my country, I vow to thee, my home, 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 finest earthly force. And there's another country I've heard of long ago, most dear to them that know her, most great to them that know. We may not count her armies, we may not see her king, her fortress is her fatal heart, her pride is suffering. And in song I saw her silently, her shining arms in peace, and her ways, her ways of gentleness, and her arms of peace, and her ways, her ways of gentleness, and all her paths of peace. And in song I saw her silently, her shining arms in peace, and her ways, her ways of gentleness, and all her paths of peace.