join our friends a-bove That have ob- tained the prize,

424 ALLELUIA PERENNE 10.10.7.

1 Sing Al

4

William H. Monk, 1868

le - lu Via forth in du - teous praise, Ye cit - i - zens of

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

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

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

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

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

Anon. (Latin, c. 8th cent.). Trans. by Rev. John Ellerton, 1865 (Text of 1875)

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!

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!

4 O blest communion, fellowship Divine!

We feebly struggle, they in glory shine;

Yet all are one in Thee, for all are Thine. Alleluia!

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!

6 The golden evening brightens in the west;

Soon, soon to faithful warriors comes their rest;
Sweet is the calm of Paradise the blest.

Alleluia!

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!

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!

Bishop W. Walsham How, 1864 (Text of 1875)

Al leluia!

hark, they sing, Prais - ing loud their heavenly King. A-MEN.

(See also UNSEr Herrscher, No. 56)

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;

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 come all this glorious band?

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.

Now, their painful conflict o'er,
God has bid them weep no more.

5 These like priests have watched and
waited,

Offering up to Christ their will;
Soul and body consecrated,

Day and night to serve Him still:

Now in God's most holy place
Blest they stand before His face.

Rev. Heinrich T. Schenk, 1719. Trans. by Frances E. Cox, 1841 (Text of 1864)