1.The Church's one foundation
Is Jesus Christ her Lord;
She is His new creation,
By water and the word;
From Heav'n He came and sought her
To be His holy bride;
With His own blood He bought her,
And for her life He died.

2.Elect from ev'ry nation,
Yet one o'er all the Earth,
Her charter of salvation
One Lord, one faith, one birth;
One holy name she blesses,
Partakes one holy food,
And to one hope she presses,
With ev'ry grace endued.

3.'Mid toil and tribulation
And tumult of her war,
She waits the consummation
Of peace forever more;
Till with the vision glorious
Her longing eyes are blest,
And the great Church victorious
Shall be the Church at rest.

4.O happy ones and holy!
Lord, give us grace that we
Like them, the meek and lowly,
On high may dwell with Thee;
There, past the border mountains,
Where in sweet vales, the bride
With Thee, by living fountains,
Forever shall abide!