EN 5544 My Soul, There Is a Country
Heb.11.16
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My soul, there is a country,
Afar beyond the stars,
Where stands a winged sentry,
All skillful in the wars.
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There, above noise and danger,
Sweet Peace sits crowned with smiles,
And One born in a manger
Commands the beauteous files.
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He is thy gracious Friend
And (O my soul, awake!)
Did in pure love descend,
To die here for thy sake.
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If thou canst get but thither,
There grows the flower of peace,
The rose that cannot wither,
Thy fortress, and thy ease.
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Leave, then, thy foolish ranges;
For none can thee secure
But One, who never changes,
Thy God, thy Life, thy Cure.

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