1.  O where are kings and empires now - Of old, that went and came? - But Lord, Thy Church is praying yet, - Two thousand years the same.

2.  We mark her goodly battlements - And her foundations strong; - We hear, within, the solemn voice - Of her unending song.

3.  For not like kingdoms of the world - Thy holy Church, O God, - Though earthquake shocks are threat’ning her, - And tempests are abroad.

4. Unshaken as eternal hills, - Immovable she stands, - A mountain that shall fill the earth, - A house not made by hands.