My Soul, There Is a Country

Verse 1

My soul, there is a country far beyond the stars, where stands a wingèd sentry all skilful in the wars.

Verse 2

There, above noise and danger, sweet peace sits crowned with smiles, and One born in a manger commands the beauteous files.

Verse 3

He is thy gracious Friend, and — O my soul, awake! — did in pure love descend, to die here for thy sake.

Verse 4

If thou canst get but thither, there grows the flower of peace, the rose that cannot wither, thy fortress and thy ease.

Verse 5

Leave then thy foolish ranges, for none can thee secure but one who never changes, thy God, thy life, thy cure.