Thou oldest saints, who from their labours rest, Who dwelt by faith in God our God confessed, Thy name from days of evil and unrest, Alleluia! Alleluia! Thou wast their love, their fortress, and their might, Thou wrought their captains in the well-fought fight, Thou in their darkness gave them all true light, Alleluia! Alleluia! O may thy soldiers, faithful, true, and bold, Fight as the saints who knownly 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, O God our God, Alleluia! Alleluia! And when the strife bespins the warfare long, Stills only in the distant triumph song, And hearts are brave again and arms are strong, Alleluia! Alleluia! The golden evening brightens in the west, Soon, soon to faithful warriors cometh rest, Sweet is the crown of paradise cometh rest, Alleluia! Alleluia! But from their graves a yet more glorious name The saints triumphant rise in brighter reign, The kings of glory passers on this way, Alleluia! Alleluia! From earth's wide bounds, oceans far and close, Through gates of hell's music and contested host, Sing to awesome and holy God, Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!