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Verse 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.

Verse 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 comes all this glorious band?

Verse 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 through the Lamb have gained.

Verse 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.

Verse 5

These like priests have watched and waited,
Offering up to Christ their will,
Soul and body consecrated,
Day and night they serve Him still:
Now in God’s most holy place
Blest they stand before His face.

Verse 6

Lo, the Lamb Himself now feeds them
On Mount Zion’s pastures fair;
From His central throne He leads them
By the living fountains there;
Lamb and Shepherd, Good Supreme,
Free He gives the cooling stream.

Verse 1

We come unto our fathers’ God:
Their Rock is our salvation;
The eternal arms, their dear abode,
We make our habitation;
We bring Thee, Lord, the praise they brought,
We seek Thee as Thy saints have sought
In every generation.

Verse 2

The fire Divine their steps that led
Still goeth bright before us,
The heavenly shield, around them spread,
Is still high holden o’er us;
The grace those sinners subdued,
The strength those weaklings that renewed,
Doth vanquish, doth restore us.

Verse 3

The cleaving sins that brought them low
Are still our souls oppressing,
The tears that from their eyes did flow
Fall fast, our shame confessing;
As with Thee, Lord, prevailed their cry,
So our strong prayer ascends on high,
And bringeth down Thy blessing.

Verse 4

Their joy unto their Lord we bring,
Their song to us descendeth;
The Spirit who in them did sing
To us His music lendeth:
His song in them, in us, is one;
We raise it high, we send it on,—
The song that never endeth.

Verse 5

Ye saints to come, take up the strain,
The same sweet theme endeavor;
Unbroken be the golden chain!
Keep on the song for ever!
Safe in the same dear dwelling-place,
Rich with the same eternal grace,
Bless the same boundless Giver.

Verse 1

For all the saints who from their labors rest,
Who Thee by faith before the world confessed,
Thy Name, O Jesus, be for ever blest.
Alleluia! Alleluia!

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. Alleluia!

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. Alleluia!

Verse 4

O blest communion, fellowship Divine!
We feebly struggle, they in glory shine;
Yet all are one in Thee, for all are Thine. Alleluia!

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. Alleluia!

Verse 6

The golden evening brightens in the west;
Soon, soon to faithful warriors cometh rest;
Sweet is the calm of Paradise the blest. Alleluia!

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. Alleluia!

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, Alleluia!

Verse 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.

Verse 2

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.

Verse 3

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.

Verse 1

Children of the heavenly King,
As ye journey, sweetly sing;
Sing your Saviour’s worthy praise,
Glorious in His works and ways.

Verse 2

We are travelling home to God
In the way the fathers trod;
They are happy now, and we
Soon their happiness shall see.

Verse 3

Shout, ye little flock, and blest;
Ye on Jesus’ throne shall rest;
There your seat is now prepared,
There’s your kingdom and reward.

Verse 4

Lift your eyes, ye sons of light,
Zion’s city is in sight;
There our endless home shall be,
There our Lord we soon shall see.

Verse 5

Fear not, brethren; joyful stand
On the borders of your land;
Jesus Christ, your Father’s Son,
Bids you undismayed go on.

Verse 6

Lord, obediently we go,
Gladly leaving all below;
Only Thou our Leader be,
And we still will follow Thee.

Verse 1

What are these in bright array,
This innumerable throng,
Round the altar night and day,
Hymning one triumphant song?
”Worthy is the Lamb, once slain,
Blessing, honor, glory, power,
Wisdom, riches, to obtain,
New dominion every hour.”

Verse 2

These through fiery trials trod;
These from great affliction came;
Now before the throne of God,
Sealed with His almighty Name,
Clad in raiment pure and white,
Victor-palms in every hand,
Through their dear Redeemer’s might,
More than conquerors they stand.

Verse 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 all fear;
And for ever from their eyes
God shall wipe away the tear.

Verse 1

Blessed are the sons of God,
They are bought with Christ’s own blood;
They are ransomed from the grave,
Life eternal they shall have:
With them numbered may we be,
Here and in eternity.

Verse 2

They are justified by grace,
They enjoy the Saviour’s peace;
All their sins are washed away,
They shall stand in God’s great day:
With them numbered may we be,
Here and in eternity.

Verse 3

They are lights upon the earth,
Children of a heavenly birth,
One with God, with Jesus one,
Glory is in them begun:
With them numbered may we be,
Here and in eternity.

Verse 1

How sweet, how heavenly is the sight
When those that love the Lord
In one another’s peace delight,
And so fulfil His word;

Verse 2

When each can feel his brother’s sigh,
And with him bear a part,
When sorrow flows from eye to eye,
And joy from heart to heart;

Verse 3

When, free from envy, scorn, and pride,
Our wishes all above,
Each can his brother’s failings hide,
And show a brother’s love;

Verse 4

When love, in one delightful stream,
Through every bosom flows,
And union sweet and dear esteem
In every action glows.

Verse 5

Love is the golden chain that binds
The happy souls above;
And he’s an heir of heaven who finds
His bosom glow with love.

Verse 1

Alleluia, song of sweetness,
Voice of joy, eternal lay;
Alleluia is the anthem
Of the choirs in heavenly day,
Which the angels sing, abiding
In the house of God alway.

Verse 2

Alleluia thou resoundest,
Salem, Mother ever blest;
Alleluias without ending
Fit yon place of gladsome rest;
Exiles we, by Babel’s waters,
Sit in bondage and distressed.

Verse 3

Alleluia! songs of gladness
Suit not always souls forlorn:
Alleluia! sounds of sadness
Midst our joyful strains are borne;
For in this dark world of sorrow
We with tears our sins must mourn.

Verse 4

Trinity of endless glory,
Hear Thy people as they cry;
Grant us all our heart’s deep longing
In our home beyond the sky,
There to Thee our Alleluia
Singing everlastingly.

Verse 1

Happy the souls to Jesus joined,
And saved by grace alone;
Walking in all Thy ways, we find
Our heaven on earth begun.

Verse 2

The Church triumphant in Thy love,
Their mighty joys we know;
They sing the Lamb in hymns above,
And we in hymns below.

Verse 3

Thee in Thy glorious realm they praise,
And bow before Thy throne;
We in the kingdom of Thy grace;
The kingdoms are but one.

Verse 4

The holy to the holiest leads;
From hence our spirits rise;
And he that in Thy statutes treads
Shall meet Thee in the skies.

Verse 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.

Verse 2

They have come from tribulation,
And have washed their robes in blood,
Washed them in the blood of Jesus;
Tried they were, and firm they stood;
Mocked, imprisoned, stoned, tormented,
Sawn asunder, slain with sword,
They have conquered death and Satan
By the might of Christ the Lord.

Verse 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.

Verse 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 blessed Trinity.

Verse 1

Through the night of doubt and sorrow
Onward goes the pilgrim band,
Singing songs of expectation,
Marching to the promised land:
Clear before us through the darkness
Gleams and burns the guiding light;
Brother clasps the hand of brother,
Stepping fearless through the night.

Verse 2

One the light of God’s own presence
O’er His ransomed people shed,
Chasing far the gloom and terror,
Brightening all the path we tread;
One the object of our journey,
One the faith which never tires,
One the earnest looking forward,
One the hope our God inspires.

Verse 3

One the strain that lips of thousands
Lift as from the heart of one,
One the conflict, one the peril,
One the march in God begun:
One the gladness of rejoicing
On the far eternal shore,
Where the One Almighty Father
Reigns in love for evermore.

Verse 4

Onward, therefore, pilgrim brothers,
Onward, with the cross our aid;
Bear its shame, and fight its battle,
Till we rest beneath its shade:
Soon shall come the great awaking,
Soon the rending of the tomb;
Then the scattering of all shadows,
And the end of toil and gloom.

Verse 1

Father of all, from land and sea
The nations sing, “Thine, Lord, are we;
Countless in number, but in Thee
May we be one.”

Verse 2

O Son of God, whose love so free
For men did make Thee Man to be,
United to our God in Thee
May we be one.

Verse 3

Thou, Lord, didst once for all atone;
Thee may both Jew and Gentile own
Of their two walls the Corner-stone,
Making them one.

Verse 4

Join high with low, join young with old,
In love that never waxes cold;
Under one Shepherd, in one fold,
Make us all one.

Verse 5

O Spirit blest, who from above
Cam’st gently gliding like a dove,
Calm all our strife, give faith and love,
O make us one.

Verse 6

So, when the world shall pass away,
We shall awake with joy and say,
“Now in the bliss of endless day
We all are one.”

Verse 1

One sole baptismal sign,
One Lord below, above,
One faith, one entrance in,
One only watchword, love;
From different temples though it rise,
One song ascendeth to the skies.

Verse 2

Our sacrifice is one,
One Priest before the throne,
The slain, the risen Son,
Redeemer, Lord alone:
Thou who didst raise Him from the dead,
Unite Thy people in their Head.

Verse 3

O may that holy prayer,
His tenderest and His last,
His constant, latest care,
Ere to His throne He passed,
No longer unfulfilled remain,
The world’s offence, His people’s stain!

Verse 4

Head of Thy Church beneath,
The catholic, the true,
On all her members breathe,
Her broken frame renew:
Then shall Thy perfect will be done,
When Christians love and live as one.

Verse 1

Give me the wings of faith to rise
Within the veil, and see
The saints above, how great their joys,
And bright their glories be.

Verse 2

Once they were mourning here below,
And wet their couch with tears;
They wrestled hard, as we do now,
With sins, and doubts, and fears.

Verse 3

I ask them whence their victory came;
They, with united breath,
Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb,
Their triumph to His death.

Verse 4

They marked the footsteps that He trod,
His zeal inspired their breast;
And, following their incarnate God,
Possess the promised rest.

Verse 5

Our glorious Leader claims our praise
For His own pattern given,
While the long cloud of witnesses
Show the same path to heaven.

Verse 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! for ever blest,
At Jesus’ feet how safe your rest!

Verse 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 appal:
O happy saints! for ever blest,
In that dear home how sweet your rest!

Verse 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! for ever blest,
In that calm haven of your rest!

Verse 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.

Verse 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.

Verse 1

Come, let us join our friends above
That have obtained the prize,
And on the eagle wings of love
To joy celestial rise;
Let all the saints terrestrial sing
With those to glory gone,
For all the servants of our King
In earth and heaven are one.

Verse 2

One family we dwell in Him,
One Church, above, beneath,
Though now divided by the stream,
The narrow stream of death;
One army of the living God,
To His command we bow;
Part of His host hath crossed the flood,
And part is crossing now.

Verse 3

His militant, embodied host,
With wishful looks we stand,
And long to see that happy coast,
And reach that heavenly land:
E’en now by faith we join our hands
With those that went before,
And greet the blood-besprinkled bands
On the eternal shore.

Verse 4

Our spirits too shall quickly join,
Like theirs with glory crowned,
And shout to see our Captain’s sign,
To hear His trumpet sound:
O that we now might grasp our Guide!
O that the word were given!
Come, Lord of hosts, the waves divide,
And land us all in heaven.

Verse 1

Sing Alleluia forth in duteous praise,
Ye citizens of heaven; O sweetly raise
An endless Alleluia.

Verse 2

Ye Powers, who stand before the eternal light,
In hymning choirs re-echo to the height
An endless Alleluia.

Verse 3

The holy city shall take up your strain,
And with glad songs resounding wake again
An endless Alleluia.

Verse 4

In blissful antiphons ye thus rejoice
To render to the Lord with thankful voice
An endless Alleluia.

Verse 5

Ye who have gained at length your palms in bliss,
Victorious ones, your chant shall still be this,
An endless Alleluia.

Verse 6

There, in one grand acclaim, for ever ring
The strains which tell the honor of your King,
An endless Alleluia.

Verse 7

This is sweet rest for weary ones brought back,
This is glad food and drink which ne’er shall lack,
An endless Alleluia.

Verse 8

While Thee, by whom were all things made, we praise
For ever, and tell out in sweetest lays
An endless Alleluia.

Verse 9

Almighty Christ, to Thee our voices sing
Glory for evermore; to Thee we bring
An endless Alleluia.

Verse 1

Blest be the tie that binds
Our hearts in Christian love:
The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like to that above.

Verse 2

Before our Father’s throne
We pour our ardent prayers;
Our fears, our hopes, our aims, are one,
Our comforts and our cares.

Verse 3

We share our mutual woes,
Our mutual burdens bear,
And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.

Verse 4

When we asunder part,
It gives us inward pain;
But we shall still be joined in heart,
And hope to meet again.

Verse 5

This glorious hope revives
Our courage by the way,
While each in expectation lives,
And longs to see the day.

Verse 6

From sorrow, toil, and pain,
And sin, we shall be free;
And perfect love and friendship reign
Through all eternity.

Verse 1

O what, if we are Christ’s,
Is earthly shame or loss?
Bright shall the crown of glory be
When we have borne the cross.

Verse 2

Keen was the trial once,
Bitter the cup of woe,
When martyred saints, baptized in blood,
Christ’s sufferings shared below.

Verse 3

Bright is their glory now,
Boundless their joy above,
Where, on the bosom of their God,
They rest in perfect love.

Verse 4

Lord, may that grace be ours,
Like them in faith to bear
All that of sorrow, grief, or pain,
May be our portion here.

Verse 5

Enough, if Thou at last
The word of blessing give,
And let us rest beneath Thy feet,
Where saints and angels live.

Verse 6

All glory, Lord, to Thee,
Whom heaven and earth adore,
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
One God for evermore.

Verse 1

Blest be the tie that binds
Our hearts in Christian love:
The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like to that above.

Verse 2

Before our Father’s throne
We pour our ardent prayers;
Our fears, our hopes, our aims, are one,
Our comforts and our cares.

Verse 3

We share our mutual woes,
Our mutual burdens bear,
And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.

Verse 4

When we asunder part,
It gives us inward pain;
But we shall still be joined in heart,
And hope to meet again.

Verse 5

This glorious hope revives
Our courage by the way,
While each in expectation lives,
And longs to see the day.

Verse 6

From sorrow, toil, and pain,
And sin, we shall be free;
And perfect love and friendship reign
Through all eternity.

Verse 1

Give me the wings of faith to rise
Within the vail, and see
The saints above, how great their joys,
How bright their glories be.

Chorus

Many are the voices calling us away,
Calling us away, calling us away,
Calling to the better land.

Verse 2

Once they were mourners here below,
And poured out cries and tears;
They wrestled hard, as we do now,
With sins, and doubts, and fears.

Verse 3

I asked them whence their victory came;
They, with united breath,
Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb,
Their triumph to His death.