The church's one foundation Is Jesus Christ, her Lord She is His new creation By water and the Word From heav'n 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 ev'ry nation Yet one o'er all the earth Her charter of salvation One Lord, one faith, one birth One holy Name she blesses Partakes one holy food And to one hope she presses With ev'ry grace endued Though with a scornful wonder We see her sore oppressed By doctrine rent asunder By names and preast distressed Yet saints their watch are keeping They cry "How long? How long?" And soon the night of weeping Shall be the morn of song