COMMUNION OF SAINTS 463 For All the Saints Who from Their Labors Rest Heb. 12: 1 10. 10. 10., with Alleluias Sine nomine William W. How, 1864, cento R. Vaughan Williams, 1906, arr. and ship true la di and their bors fel faith For from their low ful, tress, Might; vine, bold, rest, O 4 3 Oh, 2 Thou 1 For blest may wast all who the ion, diers, their saints com Thy their Rock, mun sol fess, fight; old shine; world well in bly the the ry of fought con glo fought Who fee as Thou, Fight We Thee Lord, bly the their by strug saints Cap faith they no in fore who gle, tain be all crown are of true er for tor’s their for ev one Thine. gold. Light. blest, are with the all win in name, Thy Yet And Thou, O in the ness sus, be Thee, vic drear, them dark Je one men. ia! ia! ia! ia! Al A lu lu lu lu le le le le le le le Al le lu lu lu lu ia! ia! ia! Al Al ia! Al Al Al Al 5 And when the fight is fierce, the warfare long, Steals on the ear the distant triumph song, And hearts are brave again, and arms are strong. Alleluia! Alleluia! 6 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! Alleluia! 7 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! 8 The golden evening brightens in the west; Soon, soon, to faithful warriors cometh rest. Sweet is the calm of Paradise the blest. Alleluia! Alleluia!