| City of God, how broad and far Outspread thy walls sublime! The true thy chartered freemen are Of every age and clime. | | One holy Church, one army strong, One steadfast high intent, One working band, one harvest song, One King omnipotent! | | 428 How purely hath thy speech come down From man's primeval youth; How grandly hath thine empire grown Of freedom, love, and truth! | | How gleam thy watchfires through the night With never-fainting ray! How rise thy towers, serene and bright, To meet the dawning day! | | In vain the surge's angry shock, In vain the drifting sands: Unharmed upon the eternal Rock The eternal city stands. | |