1
建ちては 崩るる
世の国々。
かわらぬ国こそ
主の教会。
2
聖なる教会
つよく 堅し。
あらしのなかにも
揺るがぬ城。
3
ささぐる いのりは
代々に たえず、
たたえの うたごえ
止むことなし。
4
揺るがず うごかず
山のごとし、
人の手によらぬ
主の教会。
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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.
We mark her goodly battlements
And her foundations strong;
We hear,
within, the solemn voice
Of her unending song.
For not like kingdoms of the world
Thy holy Church, O God,
Though
earthquake shocks are threat’ning her,
And tempests are abroad.
Unshaken as eternal hills,
Immovable she stands,
A mountain that shall
fill the earth,
A house not made by hands.
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建ちては崩るる