The BNP and I Vow To Thee My Country
I Vow To Thee My Country
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'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.
After the Village Ward by-election which was held in October 2004, where the Party showed Labour that we mean business by picking up 38.6%, in a local public house not far from the count a vow was made by me Councillor Lawrence Rustem, that I would not rest until I’d seen Labour swept from power in this borough.
With 12 councillors we are just under halfway, (we need 26 councillors to take control) from fulfilling that ambition. This is a team effort, a team led by Councillor Richard Barnbrook, aided by his Deputy, Councillor Robert Bailey and supported by ten other members of the group as well as a fantastic group of local activists. Day by day, week by week, we are getting stronger as a whole. There is a lot of hard work still to be done but with as much effort as we can possibly muster we can do it. BNP run Barking and Dagenham Council, reads beautifully doesn’t it?!
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'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.
The first verse was to written to remind us of the terrible losses of The Great War, the third verse to remind us of a Greater Kingdom above. And the second verse?
The second verse was removed from the hymn books by the Church that continues to this day to betray it congregations because they thought it racist.
But to us, the True Brits it is a call to arms that should be heeded. If we do not then we lose Our Country and Our Freedom.
And what made me make this post? I was inspired by something I read here on the British National Party web site.
The second verse was removed from the hymn books by the Church that continues to this day to betray it congregations because they thought it racist.
But to us, the True Brits it is a call to arms that should be heeded. If we do not then we lose Our Country and Our Freedom.
And what made me make this post? I was inspired by something I read here on the British National Party web site.
After the Village Ward by-election which was held in October 2004, where the Party showed Labour that we mean business by picking up 38.6%, in a local public house not far from the count a vow was made by me Councillor Lawrence Rustem, that I would not rest until I’d seen Labour swept from power in this borough.
With 12 councillors we are just under halfway, (we need 26 councillors to take control) from fulfilling that ambition. This is a team effort, a team led by Councillor Richard Barnbrook, aided by his Deputy, Councillor Robert Bailey and supported by ten other members of the group as well as a fantastic group of local activists. Day by day, week by week, we are getting stronger as a whole. There is a lot of hard work still to be done but with as much effort as we can possibly muster we can do it. BNP run Barking and Dagenham Council, reads beautifully doesn’t it?!
Today, I also make a vow. I will never cease in my efforts no matter the personal cost or sacrifice, until The British National Party forms the first ever truly patriotic government.
This I Vow to Thee My Country. Our Country.
This I Vow to Thee My Country. Our Country.
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The second verse of the national anthem has also been cut:
"O Lord, our God, arise,
Scatter her enemies,
And make them fall.
Confound their politics,
Frustrate their knavish tricks,
On thee our hopes we fix:
God save the Queen!"
Maybe it ought to be brought back into use. There are certain groups of people whose politics I would love to see confounded and knavish tricks frustrated.
That first link doesn't work at the moment, GA. Worth a re-work?
Anon. Are we sure we want to save the Queen. I am no republican but the Royals seem to have let us down.
Thank you Mr Smith. I believe I have corrected the problem. Take care.
The anthem should be changed after all Liz has does naff all to prevent what is happening to our country.
She owns every inch of this land yet defends not one part.
So what agreement has been made to protect what is hers?
You thought freehold meant your house and it's land belongs to you?
The bricks etc yes, the land NO!
Tenure on the deeds..is just that you are a tenant.
Read..Who owns the world Who owns Britain.
I say, God Save the united kingdom and all true Britons.
Traitors be damned to hells fire one and all!
Speaking of traitors, I believe Dante put them in the deepest circle of hell. Appropriate, I think.
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