WHERE is the unknown country?' br I whispered sad and slow,-- br 'The strange and awful country br To which I soon must go, must go, br To which I soon must go?' br br Out of the unknown country br A voice sang soft and low:-- br 'O pleasant is that country br And sweet it is to go, to go, br And sweet it is to go. br br 'Along the shining country br The peaceful rivers flow: br And in that wondrous country br The tree of life does grow, does grow, br The tree of life does grow.' br br Ah, then into that country br Of which I nothing know, br The everlasting country, br With willing heart I go, I go, br With willing heart I go.