For All the Saints
For all the saints, who from their la-bors rest,
Who Thee by faith be-fore the world con-fessed,
Thy name, O Je-sus, be for-ev-er blessed.
Al-le-lu-ia, Al-le-lu-ia!
Thou wast their rock, their for-tress and their might;
Thou, Lord, their cap-tain in the well fought fight;
Thou, in the dark-ness drear, their one true light.
Al-le-lu-ia, Al-le-lu-ia!
For the A-po-stles' glo-rious com-pan-y,
Who bear-ing forth the Cross o'er land and sea,
Shook all the might-y world, we sing to Thee:
Al-le-lu-ia, Al-le-lu-ia!
For the E-van-gel-ists, by whose pure word,
Like four-fold stream, the gar-den of the Lord,
Is fair and fruit-ful, be Thy name a-dored.
Al-le-lu-ia, Al-le-lu-ia!
For Mar-tyrs, who with rap-ture kin-dled eye,
Saw the bright crown des-cend-ing from the sky,
And see-ing, grasped it, Thee we glo-ri-fy.
Al-le-lu-ia, Al-le-lu-ia!
O may Thy sol-diers, faith-ful, true and bold,
Fight as the saints who no-bly fought of old,
And win with them the vic-tor's crown of gold.
Al-le-lu-ia, Al-le-lu-ia!
O blessed com-mu-nion, fel-low-ship di-vine!
We fee-bly strug-gle, they in glory shine;
All are one in Thee, for all are Thine.
Al-le-lu-ia, Al-le-lu-ia!
And when the strife is fierce, the war-fare long,
Steals on the ear the dis-tant tri-umph song,
And hearts are brave, a-gain, and arms are strong.
Al-le-lu-ia, Al-le-lu-ia!
The gol-den eve-ning bright-ens in the west;
Soon, soon to faith-ful war-riors comes their rest;
Sweet is the calm of par-a-dise the blessed.
Al-le-lu-ia, Al-le-lu-ia!
But lo! there breaks a yet more glo-rious day;
The saints tri-um-phant rise in bright ar-ray;
The King of glo-ry pas-ses on His way.
Al-le-lu-ia, Al-le-lu-ia!
From earth's wide bounds, from o-cean's far-thest coast,
Through gates of pearl streams in the count-less host,
And sing-ing to Fa-ther, Son and Ho-ly Ghost:
Al-le-lu-ia, Al-le-lu-ia!