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Bathed in Glorious Light

Author: John C. Ylvisaker Hymnal: Singing the New Testament #121 (2008) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.7 Topics: All Saints Day First Line: Saint Stephen was commissioned Refrain First Line: He raised his eyes to heaven Scripture: Acts 6, 7 Languages: English Tune Title: MITT HJERTE ALLTID VANKER

The Son of God Goes Forth to War

Author: Reginald Heber, 1783-1826 Hymnal: Ambassador Hymnal #165 (1994) Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Topics: All Saints Day Languages: English Tune Title: ALL SAINTS NEW

Behold a Host, Arrayed in White

Author: Hans Adolph Brorson Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #207 (1926) Topics: All Saint' Day Lyrics: 1 Behold a host, arrayed in white, Like thousand snow-clad mountains bright, With palms they stand--Who are this band Before the throne of light? Lo, these are they, of glorious fame, Who from the great affliction came, And in the flood of Jesus' blood Are cleansed from guilt and blame; Now gathered in the holy place Their voices they in worship raise, Their anthems swell where God doth dwell 'Mid angels' songs of praise. 2 Despised and scorned, they sojourned here, But now, how glorious they appear! These martyrs stand a priestly band, God's throne forever near. So oft, in troubled days gone by, In anguish they would weep and sigh; At home above, the God of Love The tears of all shall dry. They now enjoy their Sabbath rest, The paschal banquet of the blest; The Lamb, their Lord, at festal board Himself is host and guest. 3 Then hail, ye mighty legions, yea, All hail! Now safe and blest for aye; And praise the Lord, who with His Word Sustained you on the way. Ye did the joys of earth disdain, Ye toiled and sowed in tears and pain; Farewell, now bring your sheaves, and sing Salvation’s glad refrain. Swing high your palms, lift up your song, Yea, make it myriad voices strong: Eternally shall praise to Thee, God, and the Lamb, belong! Amen. Scripture: Revelation 12:10-12 Languages: English Tune Title: GREAT WHITE HOST

I Sing a Song of the Saints of God

Author: Lesbia Scott Hymnal: The New Century Hymnal #295 (1995) Meter: Irregular Topics: All Saints Day Lyrics: 1 I sing a song of the saints of God, faithful their whole lives through, who bravely labored, lived, and died for the God they loved and knew. And one was a doctor, and one was a queen, and one was a shepherd in pastures green: they were saints of God, if you know what I mean, God help me to be one, too. 2 They loved their and they lived that love. It was loving that made them strong. They did what was right, for Jesus’ sake, lived justly their whole lives long. And one was a prophet, and one was a priest, and another was slain by a fierce wild beast: there is no earthly reason, non in the least, why I shouldn’t be one, too. 3 They lived not only in ages past, there are hundreds of thousands still. The world is filled with living saints who choose to do God's will. You can meet them in school, on the road, or at sea, in church, in a train, in a shop, or at tea; for the saints are folk like you and me, and I mean to be one, too. Languages: English Tune Title: GRAND ISLE

Give Thanks for Life

Author: Shirley Erena Murray Hymnal: The New Century Hymnal #297 (1995) Meter: 10.10.10 with alleluias Topics: All Saints Day First Line: Give thanks for life, the measure of our days Lyrics: 1 Give thanks for life, the measure of our days, mortal, we pass through beauty that decays, Yet sing to God our hope, our love, our praise, Alleluia, Alleluia! 2 Give thanks for those whose made their life a light caught from the Christ-flame, bursting through the night, Who touched the truth, who burned for what was right, Alleluia, Alleluia! 3 And for our own, our living and our dead, thanks for the love by which our life is fed, A love not changed by time or death or dread, Alleluia, Alleluia! 4 Give thanks for hope, that like the wheat, the grain that lies in darkness does its life retain In resurrection to grow green again, Alleluia, Alleluia! Scripture: 1 Thessalonians 5:18 Languages: English Tune Title: ROBINSON

Behold a host, arrayed in white

Author: H. A. Brorson Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #492 (1913) Topics: The Church Year All Saints Day; The Church Year All Saints Day Lyrics: 1 Behold a host, arrayed in white, Like thousand snow-clad mountains bright, With palms they stand--Who are this band Before the throne of light? Lo, these are they, of glorious fame, Who from the great affliction came And in the flood of Jesus' blood Are cleansed from guilt and blame; Now gathered in the holy place Their voices they in worship raise, Their anthems swell where God doth dwell, 'Mid angels' songs of praise. 2 Despised and scorned they sojourned here, But now, how glorious they appear! Those martyrs stand, a priestly band, God's throne forever near. So oft, in troubled days gone by, In anguish they would weep and sigh; At home above the God of love For aye their tears shall dry. They now enjoy their sabbath rest, The paschal banquet of the blest; The Lamb, their Lord, at festal board Himself is host and guest. 3 Then hail! ye mighty legions, yea, All hail! Now safe and blest for aye; And praise the Lord, who with His word Sustained you on the way. Ye did the joys of earth disdain, Ye toiled and sowed in tears and pain; Farewell, now bring your sheaves and sing Salvation's glad refrain. Swing high your palms, lift up your song, Yea, make it myriad voices strong: Eternally shall praise to Thee, God, and the Lamb belong! Tune Title: [Behold a host arrayed in white]

Hark! ten thousand harps and voices

Author: T. Kelly Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #496 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7 Topics: The Church Year All Saints Day; The Church Year All Saints Day Lyrics: 1 Hark! ten thousand harps and voices Sound the note of praise above! Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices; Jesus reigns, the God of love. See, He sits on yonder throne; Jesus rules the world alone. 2 Jesus, hail! Whose glory brightens All above, and makes it fair; Lord of life, Thy smile enlightens, Cheers, and charms Thy people here. When we think of love like Thine, Lord, we own it love divine. 3 King of glory, reign forever; Thine an everlasting crown: Nothing from Thy love shall sever Those whom Thou hast made Thine own: Happy objects of Thy grace, Destined to behold Thy face. 4 Savior, hasten Thine appearing; Bring, O bring the glorious day, When the awful summons hearing, Heaven and earth shall pass away. Then, with golden harps, we'll sing, "Glory, glory,to our King." Tune Title: [Hark! ten thousand harps and voices]

Taste and see the goodness of the Lord

Author: Hubert J. Richards, b. 1921 Hymnal: Complete Anglican Hymns Old and New #628 (2000) Topics: Year A All Saints' Day First Line: I sing God's praises all my days Scripture: Psalm 34 Languages: English Tune Title: [I sing God's praises all my days]

Bendeciré al Señor (I Will Extol My God)

Author: Mary Louis Bringle, b. 1953 Hymnal: Psalms for All Seasons #34C (2012) Topics: Church Year All Saints' Day; Year A, All Saints' Day, November 1 First Line: Bendeciré al Señor ento tiempo (I will extol my God each waking moment) Scripture: Psalm 34:1-8 Languages: English Tune Title: BENDECIRÉ AL SEÑOR

Jeg veed at evigt Himmerig

Author: Hans Sthen Hymnal: Salmebog for Lutherske Kristne i Amerika #105 (1919) Topics: All Saints Day; All Saints Day Lyrics: 1 Jeg veed et evigt Himmerig, Som ei med Guld det røde Er smykket ud saa prydelig, Men med Guds Ord bet søde. 2 Der bor min Herre Jesus Krist, Som er Guds Søn den fromme, Min Brudgom kjær mig venter vist, Og beder til sig komme. 3 En Pilegrim er jeg forsand, Og snart hat Reisen Ende, Da gaar jeg til mit Fædreland, Mig kan ei bedre hænde. 4 Jeg fattig hid til Verden kom, Saa ringe var min Stamme, Gaar herfra ud med Haanden tom, Mig følger Død hin gramme. 5 Dog er jeg vis, at denne Krop I Døden ei skal blive, Men skal ved Guds Søns Kraft staa op, Han vil mig Glæden give. 6 Da opnaar jeg, det er min Tro, Som her led megen Plage, For Sorg og Strid Guds Fred og Ro I Evighedens Dage. 7 Jeg skilles fra al Usseldom Paa denne Jordens Tue, Min Herre Jesus raaber: Kom! Du tør slet ikke grue. 8 Jeg dig forløste med mit Blod, Og elskte dig af Hjerte, Vær derfor du kun ved godt Mod, Jeg døve vil din Smerte! 9 Har du mig kjær, min Hjertens Skat, Hvi vil du dig saa krænke? Thi paa din Synd, som er forladt, Jeg aldrig mer vil tænke. 10 Naar Verden al som Flyvesand Med Guld og Glæde viger, Da staar jeg hos din høire Haand, Den Ven, dig aldrig sviger. 11 Thi lader os i Evighed Gud takke allesammen For hans den store Miskundhed Ved Jesus Kristus! Amen. Languages: Norwegian