We've had the first stanza, but the second is rather different:
"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."
Not great poetry, of course (though one of the rhymes is striking). But different sentiments, a more interesting development.
And no, even so, I don't like the hymn.
"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."
Not great poetry, of course (though one of the rhymes is striking). But different sentiments, a more interesting development.
And no, even so, I don't like the hymn.
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