For all the saints, who from their labours rest,

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    Verse 1
    For all the saints, who from their labours rest,
    Who Thee by faith before the world confessed,
    Thy Name, O Jesu, be forever blest,

    Verse 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.

    Verse 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!

    Verse 4
    O blest communion, fellowship divine!
    We feebly struggle: they in glory shine,
    Yet all are one in Thee, for all are Thine.

    Verse 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,

    Verse 6
    The golden evening brightens in the west;
    Soon, soon to faithful warriors cometh rest;
    Sweet is the calm of paradise the blest,

    Verse 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.

    Verse 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: