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From all Thy saints in warfare

Author: Earl Nelson Hymnal: HRGC1892 #174 (1894) Meter: 7.6 D Lyrics: 1 From all Thy saints in warfare, for all Thy saints at rest, To Thee, O blessed Jesus, all praises be addressed. Thou Lord, didst win the battle that they might conquerors be; Their crowns of living glory are lit with rays from Thee. [Insert here the stanza for the special Saint's Day to be celebrated] St. Andrew: 2 Praise, Lord, for Thine apostle, the first to welcome Thee, The first to lead his brother The very Christ to see. With hearts for Thee made ready, watch we throughout the year, Forward to lead our brethren to own Thine Advent near. St. Thomas: 3 All praise for Thine apostle, whose short-lived doubtings prove Thy perfect twofold nature, the fullness of Thy love. On all who wait Thy coming shed forth Thy peace, O Lord, And grant us faitn to know Thee, true man, true God, adored. St. Stephen: 4 Praise for the first of martyrs who saw Thee ready stand, To aid in midst of torments, to plead at God's right hand. Share we with him, if summoned by death our Lord to own, On earth the faithful witness, in heaven the martyr crown. St. John the Evangelist: 5 Praise for the loved disciple, exile on Patmos' shore; Praise for the faithful record, he to Thy Godhead bore, Praise for the mystic vision through him to us revealed. May we, in patience waiting, with Thine elect be sealed. The Holy Innocents: 6 Praise for Thine infant martyrs, by Thee with tenderest love Called early from the warfare to share the rest above. O Rachel! cease thy weeping: they rest from pains and cares. Lord, grant us hearts as guileless, and crowns as bright as theirs. The Conversion of St. Paul: 7 Praise for the light from heaven, praise for the voice of awe, Praise for the glorious vision the persecutor saw. Thee Lord, for his conversion, We glorify to-day; So lighten all our darkness, with Thy true Spirit's ray. St. Matthias: 8 Lord, Thine abiding presence directs the wondrous choice; For one in place of Judas the faithful now rejoice. Thy Church from false apostles for evermore defend, And by Thy parting promise, be with her to the end. St. Mark: 9 For him, O Lord, we praise Thee, the weak by grace made strong, Whose labors and whose Gospel Enrich our triumph-song. May we, in all our weakness, find strength in Thee supplied, And all, as faithful branches, In Thee, the Vine, abide. St. Philip and St. James: 10 All praise for Thine apostle, blest guide to Greek and Jew, And him surnamed Thy brother; Keep us Thy brethren true, And grant us grace to know Thee, the Way, the truth, the Life, To wrestle with temptations till victors in the strife. St. Barnabas: 11 The Son of Consolation, moved by Thy law of love Forsaking earthly treasures, sought riches from above. As earth now teems with increase, let gifts of grace descend, That Thy true consolations may through the world extend. St. John the Baptist: 12 We praise Thee for the Baptist, forerunner of the Word, Our true Elias making A highway for the Lord. Of prophets last and greatest, he saw Thy dawning ray: Make us the rather blessèd, who love Thy glorious day. St. Peter: 13 Praise for Thy great apostle so eager and so bold; Thrice falling, yet repentant, thrice charged to keep Thy fold. Lord, make Thy pastors faithful to guard their flocks from ill, And grant them dauntless courage, with humble, earnest will. St. James: 14 For him, O Lord, we praise Thee, who, slain by Herod's sword, Drank of Thy cup of suffering fulfilling thus Thy word. Curb we all vain impatience to read Thy veiled decree, And count it joy to suffer, if so brought nearer Thee. St. Bartholomew: 15 All praise for Thine apostle, the faithful, pure, and true Whom underneath the fig tree Thine eye all-seeing knew. Like him, may we be guileless, true Israelites indeed, That Thy abiding presence Our longing souls may feed. St. Matthew: 16 Praise, Lord, for him whose Gospel Thy human life declared, Who, worldly gains forsaking, Thy path of suffering shared. From all unrighteous mammon, oh, give us hearts set free, That we, whate'er our calling, may rise and follow Thee. St. Luke: 17 For that "beloved physician," all praise, whose Gospel shows The healer of the nations, the sharer of our woes. Thy wine and oil, O Saviour, On bruised hearts deign to pour, And with true balm of Gilead anoint us evermore. St. Simon and St. Jude: 18 Praise, Lord, for Thine apostles, who sealed their faith to-day, One love, one zeal impelled them to tread the sacred way, May we with zeal as earnest the faith of Christ maintain, And, bound in love as brethren, at length Thy rest attain. General ending: 19 Apostles, prophets, martyrs, and all the sacred throng Who wear the spotless raiment, who raise the ceaseless song; For these, passed on before us, Saviour, we Thee adore, And, walking in their footsteps, would serve Thee more and more. 20 Then praise we God the Father, and praise we God the Son, And God the Holy Spirit, eternal Three in One; Till all the ransomed number fall down before Thy throne, And honor, power, and glory ascribe to God alone. Amen. Topics: Other Feasts and Fasts General for Saints' Days Languages: English Tune Title: [From all Thy saints in warfare]

The saints of God! their conflict past

Author: Bishop Maclagan Hymnal: HRGC1892 #175 (1894) First Line: The saints of God! their conflict pass Lyrics: 1 The saints of God! their conflict past, And life's long battle won at last, No more they need the shield or sword, They cast them down before their Lord: O happy saints! forever blest, At Jesus' feet how safe you rest! 2 The saints of God! their wanderings done, No more their weary course they run, No more they faint, no more they fall, No foes oppress, no fears appall: O happy saints! forever blest, In that dear home how sweet your rest! 3 The saints of God! life's voyage o'er, Safe landed on that blissful shore, No stormy tempests now they dread, No roaring billows lift their head: O happy saints! forever blest, In that calm haven of your rest! 4 The saints of God their vigil keep, While yet their mortal bodies sleep, Till from the dust they too shall rise And soar triumphant to the skies: O happy saints! rejoice and sing; He quickly comes, your Lord and King! 5 O God of saints! to Thee we cry, O Saviour! plead for us on high; O Holy Ghost! our Guide and Friend, Grant us Thy grace till life shall end; That with all saints our rest may be In that bright Paradise with Thee! Amen. Topics: All Saints Languages: English Tune Title: [The saints of God! their conflict past]

For all the saints, who from their labors rest

Author: Bp. W. W. How Hymnal: HRGC1892 #176a (1894) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 For all the saints, who from their labors rest, Who Thee by faith before the world confessed, Thy Name, O Jesu, be forever blest. Alleluia! Allleluia! 2 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! Allleluia! 3 O may Thy 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! Allleluia! 4 O blest communion, fellowship divine! We feebly struggle, they in glory shine; Yet all are one in Thee, for all are Thine. Alleluia! Allleluia! 5 And when the strife is fierce, the warfare long, Steals on the ear the distant triumph-song, And hearts are brave again, and arms are strong. Alleluia! Allleluia! 6 The golden evening brightens in the west; Soon, soon to faithful warriors cometh rest; Sweet is the calm of Paradise the blest. Alleluia! Allleluia! 7 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! Allleluia! 8 From earth's wide bounds, from ocean's farthest coast, Through gates of pearl streams in the countless host, Singing to Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Alleluia! Allleluia! Amen. Topics: All Saints; Burial of the Dead Languages: English Tune Title: [For all the saints]

For all the saints, who from their labors rest

Author: Bp. W. W. How Hymnal: HRGC1892 #176b (1894) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 For all the saints, who from their labors rest, Who Thee by faith before the world confessed, Thy Name, O Jesu, be forever blest. Alleluia! Allleluia! 2 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! Allleluia! 3 O may Thy 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! Allleluia! 4 O blest communion, fellowship divine! We feebly struggle, they in glory shine; Yet all are one in Thee, for all are Thine. Alleluia! Allleluia! 5 And when the strife is fierce, the warfare long, Steals on the ear the distant triumph-song, And hearts are brave again, and arms are strong. Alleluia! Allleluia! 6 The golden evening brightens in the west; Soon, soon to faithful warriors cometh rest; Sweet is the calm of Paradise the blest. Alleluia! Allleluia! 7 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! Allleluia! 8 From earth's wide bounds, from ocean's farthest coast, Through gates of pearl streams in the countless host, Singing to Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Alleluia! Allleluia! Amen. Topics: All Saints; Burial of the Dead Languages: English Tune Title: [For all the saints]

O, King of saints, we give Thee praise and glory

Author: Mrs. M. A. Thomson Hymnal: HRGC1892 #177 (1894) Meter: 11.10 Lyrics: 1 O King of saints, we give Thee praise and glory For the bright cloud of witnesses unseen, Whose names shine forth like stars, in sacred story, Guiding our steps to realms of light serene; 2 And for Thy hidden saints, our praise adoring, Fount of all sanctity, to Thee we yield, Who in Thy treasure-house on high, art storing Jewels who lustre was, on earth, concealed. 3 Thine arm sustained them all in conflict mortal With sin, the world, and all the powers of hell; Thy hand hath oped for all, the shining portal To realms where peace and joy forever dwell. 4 There they are throned and white-robed elders, casting Before the King of kings their crowns of gold; And there are crowns and mansions everlasting, And palms and harps for multitudes untold. 5 Though, in Thy service, we too oft have slumbered, Like the ten virgins, foolish ones and wise; Yet with Thy saints, may we at last be numbered, And at Thy call with burning lamps arise. Amen. Topics: All Saints Languages: English Tune Title: [O, King od saints, we give Thee praise and glory]

Who are these like stars appearing

Author: Miss F. E. Cox; H. T. Schenck Hymnal: HRGC1892 #178 (1894) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Who are these like stars appearing, These, before God's throne who stand? Each a golden crown is wearing; Who are all this glorious band? Alleluia! hark, they sing, Praising loud their heavenly King. 2 Who are these of dazzling brightness, These in God's own truth arrayed, Clad in robes of purest whiteness, Robes whose lustre ne'er shall fade, Ne'er be touched by time's rude hand? Whence come all this glorious band? 3 These are they who have contended For their Saviour's honor long, Wrestling on till life was ended, Following not the sinful throng: These, who well the fight sustained, Triumph by the Lamb have gained. 4 These are they whose hearts were riven, Sore with woe and anguish tried, Who in prayer full oft have striven With the God they glorified: Now, their painful conflict o'er, God has bid them weep no more. 5 These like priests have watched and waited, Offering up to Christ their will; Soul and body consecrated, Day and night to serve him still: Now in God's most holy place Blest they stand before His face. Amen. Topics: All Saints Languages: English Tune Title: [Who are these like stars appearing]

Hark! the sound of holy voices

Author: Bp. C. Wordsworth Hymnal: HRGC1892 #179a (1894) Meter: 8.7 D Lyrics: 1 Hark! the sound of holy voices, Chanting at the crystal sea, Alleluia, alleluia, Alleluia, Lord, to Thee; Multitude which none can number, Like the stars in glory stands, Clothed in white apparel, holding Palms of victory in their hands. 2 Patriarch, and holy prophet. Who prepared the way for Christ, King, apostle, saint, confessor, Martyr and evangelist; Saintly maiden, golden matron, Widows who have watched to prayer, Joined in holy concert, singing, To the Lord of all, are there. 3 Marching with Thy cross their banner, They have triumphed, following Thee, the Captain of salvation, Thee, their Saviour and their King; Gladly, Lord, with Thee they suffered; Gladly, Lord, with Thee they died; And by death to life immortal They were born and glorified. 4 Now they reign in heavenly glory, Now they walk in golden light, Now they drink, as from a river, Holy bliss and infinite: Love and peace they taste for ever, And all truth and knowledge see In the beatific vision Of the blessèd Trinity. Amen. Topics: All Saints; Church At Rest Languages: English Tune Title: [Hark! the sound of holy voices]

Hark! the sound of holy voices

Author: Bp. C. Wordsworth Hymnal: HRGC1892 #179b (1894) Meter: 8.7 D Lyrics: 1 Hark! the sound of holy voices, Chanting at the crystal sea, Alleluia, alleluia, Alleluia, Lord, to Thee; Multitude which none can number, Like the stars in glory stands, Clothed in white apparel, holding Palms of victory in their hands. 2 Patriarch, and holy prophet. Who prepared the way for Christ, King, apostle, saint, confessor, Martyr and evangelist; Saintly maiden, golden matron, Widows who have watched to prayer, Joined in holy concert, singing, To the Lord of all, are there. 3 Marching with Thy cross their banner, They have triumphed, following Thee, the Captain of salvation, Thee, their Saviour and their King; Gladly, Lord, with Thee they suffered; Gladly, Lord, with Thee they died; And by death to life immortal They were born and glorified. 4 Now they reign in heavenly glory, Now they walk in golden light, Now they drink, as from a river, Holy bliss and infinite: Love and peace they taste for ever, And all truth and knowledge see In the beatific vision Of the blessèd Trinity. Amen. Topics: All Saints; Church At Rest Languages: English Tune Title: [Hark! the sound of holy voices]

Who are these in bright array

Author: J. Montgomery Hymnal: HRGC1892 #180 (1894) Lyrics: 1 Who are these in bright array, This innumerable throng, Round the altar, night and day, Tuning their triumphant song? "Worthy is the Lamb, once slain, Blessing, honor, glory, power, Wisdom, riches to obtain, New dominion every hour." 2 These through fiery trials trod; These from great affliction came; Now before the throne of God, Sealed with His eternal Name; Clad in raiment pure and white, Victor palms in every hand, Through their great Redeemer's might, More than conquerors they stand. 3 Hunger, thirst, disease, unknown, On immortal fruits they feed; Them the Lamb amidst the throne Shall to living fountains lead: Joy and gladness banish sighs; Perfect love dispels their fears, And for ever from their eyes God shall wipe away all tears. Amen. Topics: All Saints Languages: English Tune Title: [Who are these in bright array]

For all Thy saints, O Lord

Author: Bishop R. Mant Hymnal: HRGC1892 #181 (1894) Lyrics: 1 For all Thy saints, O Lord, Who strove in Thee to live, Who followed Thee, obeyed, adored, Our grateful hymn receive. 2 For Thy dear saints, O Lord, Who strove in Thee to die, Who counted Thee their great reward, Accept our thankful cry. 3 Thine earthly members fit To join Thy saints above, In one communion ever knit, One fellowship of love. 4 Jesus, Thy Name we bless And humbly pray that we May follow them in holiness Who lived and died for Thee. Amen. Topics: All Saints; Burial of the Dead Languages: English Tune Title: [For all Thy saints, O Lord]