City of God, how broad and far
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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. 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 watch-fires 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. |
Urbs o Dei, latissime tu muros explicas, fideliumque es ubique et usque civitas. Ecclesia una, exercitus est unus, una mens; est una messorum manus et Rex omnipotens. Quam pura vox sonat tua Usque a primigenis! Ut usque amans et libera et sapiens regis! Ut ignes tui rutilant per noctem vigiles, serenae turres se levant, cum rediit dies! Lacessat undarum furor, harena mobilis: in firma rupe firmior stat Urbs incolumis. |