From All Thy Saints in Warfare

From all Thy saints in war­fare

For all Thy saints at rest

To Thee

O bless­èd 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.

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.

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 faith to know Thee

True man

true God

ad­ored.

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’s crown.

Praise for the loved dis­ci­ple

Exiled 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.

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.

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 today;

So light­en all our dark­ness

With Thy true Spir­it’s ray.

Lord

Thine abid­ing pre­sence

Directs the won­drous choice

For one in place of Ju­das

The faith­ful now re­joice.

Thy Church from false apos­tles

Forevermore de­fend

And by Thy part­ing pro­mise

Be with her to the end.

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 from Thee sup­plied

And all

as fruit­ful branch­es

In Thee

the vine

ab­ide.

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

Still vic­tors in the strife.

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.

We praise Thee for the Bap­tist

Forerunner of the Word

Our true Eli­as

mak­ing

A high­way for the Lord.

Of pro­phets last and great­est

We saw Thy dawn­ing ray:

Make us the ra­ther bless­èd

Who love Thy glo­ri­ous day.

Praise for Thy great apos­tle

The eag­er and the 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.

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.

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.

Praise

Lord

for Him whose Gos­pel

Thy hu­man life de­clared

Who

world­ly gains for­sak­ing

Thy path of suf­fer­ing shared.

From all un­right­eous Mam­mon

O give us hearts set free

That we

whate’er our call­ing

May rise and fol­low Thee.

For that be­loved phy­si­cian

All praise

whose Gos­pel shows

The heal­er of the na­tions

The shar­er of our woes.

Thy wine and oil

O Sav­ior

And bruised hearts deign to pour

And with true balm of Gi­le­ad

Anoint us ev­er­more.

Praise

Lord

for Thine apos­tles

Who sealed their faith to­day:

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.

Apostles

pro­phets

mar­tyrs

And all the sac­red throng

Who wear the spot­less rai­ment

Who raise the cease­less song

For these

passed on be­fore us

Savior

we Thee ad­ore

And

walk­ing in their foot­steps

Would serve Thee more and more.

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 the throne

And hon­or

pow­er

and glo­ry

Ascribe to God alone.