From memory:

But there's another country/I 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

But soul by soul and silently/Her shining bounds increase

And her ways are ways of gentleness/And all her paths are peace.

I think that fits a lot more comfortably with my feelings of patriotism and those of Holst than it does with those who like the jingoistic bombast of "God Save The Queen" or "Land of Hope and Glory". (As it happened, Elgar was also very uncomfortable with the buffoon like jingoism of the words which were put to the trio of his Pomp and Circumstance March No 1).

I suppose these things do mean different things to different people. The boozers of the Corinthians Club of London, who first started singing the air to the song, which was later collared for the current American national anthem, never expected their tune to be approriated for the semi sanctity with which it is now regarded in many quarters!