(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith)
1
O where are kings and empires now
Of old that went and came?
But, Lord, Thy Church is praying yet,
A 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;
Tho 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 with hands.