The Church Hymnal ‎#165

165. For all Thy saints, a noble throng

1 For all Thy saints, a noble throng,
Who felt by fire and sword,
Who soon were called, or waited long,
We praise Thy Name, O Lord.

2 For him who left his father's side,
Nor lingered by the shore,
When, softer than the weltering tide,
Thy summons glided o'er;

3 Who stood beside the maiden dead,
Who climbed the mount with Thee,
And saw the glory round Thy Head,
One of Thy chosen three;

4 Who knelt beneath the olive shade,
Who drank Thy cup of pain,
And passed from Herod's flashing blade
To see Thy face again.

5 Lord, give us grace, and give us love,
Like him to leave behind
Earth's cares and joys, and look above
With true and earnest mind.

6 So shall we learn to drink Thy cup,
So meek and firm be found,
When Thou shalt come to take us up
Where Thine elect are crowned.

Amen.

Text Information

• First Line: For all Thy saints, a noble throng
• Author: C. F. Alexander
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1894
• Topic: Other Feasts and Fasts: St. James

Tune Information

• Name: ST. JAMES
• Composer: R. Courteville
• Meter: C. M.
• Key: A Major