I vow to the my country,
All earthly things above.
Entire Whole and perfect,
The Service of My Love.
The Love that asks no Question,
The Love that Stands the test.
That lays upon the Alter,
The dearest and the best.
The love that neaver 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 who love her,
Most great to them that Know.
We may not count her armies,
We may not see her King.
Her fortress is a faithfull 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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"We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give"
Sir Winston Leonard Spencer-Churchill
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