O my dear Country, thou canst never dare

Deny the Court of Peace! Thou, who art hope

Of the world's weary nations; 'neath the slope

Of whose spread wings they seek a sheltering care

Like to the care of God! Thou, who must share

Christ's saving travail for their sons, who grope

Through toil to thee; must in thy members cope

With all their war, in strength of naught but prayer!

Nay, but thou must be first to own that Court

And set it as a crown upon the brow

Of Christ, the King of Nations; first must thou

Confess his heavenly rule thy last resort,

Even as it is : so shall He judge thy cause

And stablish it in his unfailing laws!