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	<title>Comments on: Patriotism as a Sacramental</title>
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		<title>By: SeanReynoldsNZ</title>
		<link>http://catholicexchange.com/2009/07/01/114730/comment-page-1/#comment-40904</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Jul 2009 07:51:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>E Ihoā Atua, 
O ngā iwi mātou rā; 
Āta whakarongona, 
Me aroha noa; 
Kia hua ko te pai 
Kia tau to ata whai; 
Manaakitia mai 
Aotearoa

God of nations! at Thy feet 
In the bonds of love we meet, 
Hear our voices, we entreat, 
God defend our Free Land. 
Guard Pacific&#039;s triple star, 
From the shafts of strife and war, 
Make her praises heard afar, 
God defend New Zealand 

Men of ev&#039;ry creed and race 
Gather here before Thy face 
Asking Thee to bless this place 
God defend our free land 
From dissension, envy, hate 
And corruption guard our State 
Make our country good and great 
God defend New Zealand 

Peace, not war, shall be our boast 
But should our foes assail our coast 
Make us then a mighty host 
God defend our free land 
Lord of battles, in Thy might 
Put our enemies to flight 
Let our cause be just and right 
God defend New Zealand 

Let our love for Thee increase 
May Thy blessings never cease 
Give us plenty, give us peace 
God defend our free land 
From dishonour and from shame 
Guard our country&#039;s spotless name 
Crown her with immortal fame 
God defend New Zealand 

May our mountains ever be 
Freedom&#039;s ramparts on the sea 
Make us faithful unto Thee 
God defend our free land 
Guide her in the nations&#039; van 
Preaching love and truth to man 
Working out Thy Glorious plan 
God defend New Zealand</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>E Ihoā Atua,<br />
O ngā iwi mātou rā;<br />
Āta whakarongona,<br />
Me aroha noa;<br />
Kia hua ko te pai<br />
Kia tau to ata whai;<br />
Manaakitia mai<br />
Aotearoa</p>
<p>God of nations! at Thy feet<br />
In the bonds of love we meet,<br />
Hear our voices, we entreat,<br />
God defend our Free Land.<br />
Guard Pacific&#8217;s triple star,<br />
From the shafts of strife and war,<br />
Make her praises heard afar,<br />
God defend New Zealand </p>
<p>Men of ev&#8217;ry creed and race<br />
Gather here before Thy face<br />
Asking Thee to bless this place<br />
God defend our free land<br />
From dissension, envy, hate<br />
And corruption guard our State<br />
Make our country good and great<br />
God defend New Zealand </p>
<p>Peace, not war, shall be our boast<br />
But should our foes assail our coast<br />
Make us then a mighty host<br />
God defend our free land<br />
Lord of battles, in Thy might<br />
Put our enemies to flight<br />
Let our cause be just and right<br />
God defend New Zealand </p>
<p>Let our love for Thee increase<br />
May Thy blessings never cease<br />
Give us plenty, give us peace<br />
God defend our free land<br />
From dishonour and from shame<br />
Guard our country&#8217;s spotless name<br />
Crown her with immortal fame<br />
God defend New Zealand </p>
<p>May our mountains ever be<br />
Freedom&#8217;s ramparts on the sea<br />
Make us faithful unto Thee<br />
God defend our free land<br />
Guide her in the nations&#8217; van<br />
Preaching love and truth to man<br />
Working out Thy Glorious plan<br />
God defend New Zealand</p>
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		<title>By: SeanReynoldsNZ</title>
		<link>http://catholicexchange.com/2009/07/01/114730/comment-page-1/#comment-40903</link>
		<dc:creator>SeanReynoldsNZ</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Jul 2009 07:48:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I vow to thee, my country, all earthly things above, 
Entire and whole and perfect, the service of my love; 
The love that asks no question, the love that stands the test, 
That lays upon the altar the dearest and the best; 
The love that never falters, the love that pays the price, 
The love that makes undaunted the final sacrifice. 

I heard my country calling, away across the sea, 
Across the waste of waters she calls and calls to me. 
Her sword is girded at her side, her helmet on her head, 
And round her feet are lying the dying and the dead. 
I hear the noise of battle, the thunder of her guns, 
I haste to thee my mother, a son among thy sons. 

And there&#039;s another country, I&#039;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.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I vow to thee, my country, all earthly things above,<br />
Entire and whole and perfect, the service of my love;<br />
The love that asks no question, the love that stands the test,<br />
That lays upon the altar the dearest and the best;<br />
The love that never falters, the love that pays the price,<br />
The love that makes undaunted the final sacrifice. </p>
<p>I heard my country calling, away across the sea,<br />
Across the waste of waters she calls and calls to me.<br />
Her sword is girded at her side, her helmet on her head,<br />
And round her feet are lying the dying and the dead.<br />
I hear the noise of battle, the thunder of her guns,<br />
I haste to thee my mother, a son among thy sons. </p>
<p>And there&#8217;s another country, I&#8217;ve heard of long ago,<br />
Most dear to them that love her, most great to them that know;<br />
We may not count her armies, we may not see her King;<br />
Her fortress is a faithful heart, her pride is suffering;<br />
And soul by soul and silently her shining bounds increase,<br />
And her ways are ways of gentleness, and all her paths are peace.</p>
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