THE ALTAR OF COUNTRY
OCountryof my altar,Where the incense flame doth burnAnd a priestly hand doth part the Temple-veil—Let me ne’er in purpose falter,Let me never from thee turnNor the vision of the holy ever fail—O my country, till I learnHow to purpose not to palter,Let the vision of the holy never pale!O altar of my Country,Sealed with bloody sacrifice,Yet glorious with living triumph, too,May I nobly offer on theeDuty’s most devoted price,Never doubting it to be thy sacred due!From thy altar let me riseAll to offer, O my country,That I treasure most supreme and true!
OCountryof my altar,Where the incense flame doth burnAnd a priestly hand doth part the Temple-veil—Let me ne’er in purpose falter,Let me never from thee turnNor the vision of the holy ever fail—O my country, till I learnHow to purpose not to palter,Let the vision of the holy never pale!O altar of my Country,Sealed with bloody sacrifice,Yet glorious with living triumph, too,May I nobly offer on theeDuty’s most devoted price,Never doubting it to be thy sacred due!From thy altar let me riseAll to offer, O my country,That I treasure most supreme and true!
OCountryof my altar,Where the incense flame doth burnAnd a priestly hand doth part the Temple-veil—Let me ne’er in purpose falter,Let me never from thee turnNor the vision of the holy ever fail—O my country, till I learnHow to purpose not to palter,Let the vision of the holy never pale!
OCountryof my altar,
Where the incense flame doth burn
And a priestly hand doth part the Temple-veil—
Let me ne’er in purpose falter,
Let me never from thee turn
Nor the vision of the holy ever fail—
O my country, till I learn
How to purpose not to palter,
Let the vision of the holy never pale!
O altar of my Country,Sealed with bloody sacrifice,Yet glorious with living triumph, too,May I nobly offer on theeDuty’s most devoted price,Never doubting it to be thy sacred due!From thy altar let me riseAll to offer, O my country,That I treasure most supreme and true!
O altar of my Country,
Sealed with bloody sacrifice,
Yet glorious with living triumph, too,
May I nobly offer on thee
Duty’s most devoted price,
Never doubting it to be thy sacred due!
From thy altar let me rise
All to offer, O my country,
That I treasure most supreme and true!
(From“Greatheart.”)