The Church’s one foundation is Jesus Christ her Lord; she is His new creation by water and the word: From heaven He came and sought her to be His holy bride; with His own blood He bought her and for her life He died. Elect from every nation yet one through all the earth; her charter of salvation- one Lord, one faith, one birth: One holy name she blesses, and shares one holy food; as to one hope she presses with every grace endued. We see her long divided by heresy and sect; yet she by God is guided- one people, one elect: Her vigil she is keeping, her cry goes up, ‘How long?’ and soon the night of weeping shall be the dawn of song. In toil and tribulation and tumult of her war, she waits the consummation of peace for evermore: Till with the vision glorious her longing eyes are blessed; At last, the church victorious shall be the church at rest! Yet she on earth has union with those whose rest is won, and shares in sweet communion with God the Three-in-One Whose love has made them holy Lord, grant to us Your grace with them, the meek and lowly, in heaven to see Your face.