For All The Saints

1. 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! For the Ev- an- gel- ists, by whose blest word, Like four- fold streams, the gar- den of the Lord, Is fair and fruit- ful, be Thy Name a- dored. Al- le- lu- ia, Al- le- lu- ia!

2. 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. For Mar- tyrs, who with rap- ture kin- dled eye, Saw the bright crown de- scen- ding from the sky, And see- ing, grasped it, Thee we glo- ri- fy.

3. For the A- post- les' glo- rious com- pa- ny,_ Who bear- ing forth the Cross o'er land and sea,_ Shook all the migh- ty world, we sing to Thee: O blest com- mu- nion, fel- low- ship di- vine! We fee- bly strug- gle, they in glo- ry shine; All are one in Thee, for all are Thine.

4. 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. 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.

5. But lo! there breaks a yet more glor- ious day; The saints tri- um- phant rise in bright ar- ray; The King of glo- ry pass- es on His way. 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.