O Where Are Kings

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

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

3For not like kingdoms of the world Thy holy church,
O God;
Though earthquake shocks are threatening her,
And tempests are abroad;

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