Her wisdom and ways
Are higher than mine
So short are my days
But hers are ancient
And sorely tested
She's earned the right
To have my opinion arrested
She's so glorious
God has exalted her fame
She's so pure in faith
Do you know her name
Holy Catholic
And ever one
Apostolic
Her head the Son
So come bow low
And seek truth in her
It can be often hidden
But come now sir
And dig down deep
For this is our call
To anchor in truth
And give her my all
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