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COMMUNION OF SAINTS |
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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 light of light. Alleluia!
3 0, 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 1
4 0, blest communion, fellowship divine! We feebly struggle, they in glory shine;
Yet all are one in Thee, for all are Thine. Alleluia!
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!
6 The golden evening brightens in the west; Soon, soon to faithful warriors cometh rest; Sweet is the calm of Paradise the blest. Alleluia!
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!
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! |
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Bishop William W. How, 1864 |
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