CW551 For All the Saints

As saints we look forward to that glorious celebration of triumph.

For All The Saints For all the saints who from their labors rest, All who their faith before the world confessed, Your name, O Jesus, be forever blest. Alleluia! Alleluia! You were their rock, their fortress, and their might; You, Lord, their captain in the well-fought fight And in the darkness drear their one true light. Alleluia! Alleluia! Oh, may your soldiers, faithful, true, and bold Fight as the saints who nobly fought of old And win with them the victor's crown of gold. Alleluia! Alleluia! Oh, blest communion, fellowship divine! We feebly struggle; they in glory shine, Yet all are one within your grand design. Alleluia! Alleluia! And when the fight is fierce, the warfare long, Steals on the ear the distant triumph-song, And hearts are brave again and arms are strong. Alleluia! Alleluia! The golden evening brightens in the west; Soon, soon, to faithful warriors comes their rest. Sweet is the calm of paradise the blest. Alleluia! Alleluia! But then 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 to ocean's farthest coast Through gates of pearl streams in the countless host, Singing to Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Alleluia! Alleluia!