|
For all the saints
For all the saints
who from their labours rest,
Who thee by faith
before the world confessed.
Thy name, O Jesus,
be forever blest.
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Thou wast their Rock,
their Fortress and their Might;
Thou, Lord, their captain
in the well-fought fight;
Thou, in the darkness drear,
their one true light.
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
The golden evening
brighten in the west;
Soon to the loyal faithful
comes their rest;
Sweet is the calm
of Paradise so blest.
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
But lo! there breaks
a yet more glorious day;
The saints triumphant
rise in bright array;
The King of Glory
passes on His way.
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
From earth's wide bounds,
from ocean's farthest coast,
Thro' gates of pearl
streams in the countless host,
Singing to Father,
Son, and Holy Ghost,
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
|
