Monday, November 1, 2010

The Distant Triumph Song

                     For all the saints, who from their labors rest, 
 who thee by faith before the world confessed, 
 thy name, O Jesus, be forever blest. 
 Alleluia, Alleluia! 

 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, Alleluia! 

 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, Alleluia! 

 O blest communion, fellowship divine! 
 We feebly struggle, they in glory shine; 
 yet all are one in thee, for all are thine. 
 Alleluia, Alleluia! 

 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, Alleluia! 

 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, Alleluia!


  1. Simply beautiful. I wish some mothers were members of churches where there were choirs like that.

  2. Oh, so that's what that hymn is supposed to sound like!! I didn't recognize that verse in your email, Mrs. Beazly, because I guess we've never sung all the verses.

  3. It's like getting nearer to Heaven.