A Hymn for All Saints

Come, Let Us Join Our Friends Above

 

1.  Come, let us join our friends above

Who have obtained the prize,

And on the eagle wings of love

To joys celestial rise.

Let saints on earth unite to sing

With those to glory gone;

For all the servants of our King,

In earth and heav'n, are one.

 

2.  One family we dwell in Him,

One Church above, beneath,

Though now divided by the stream,

The narrow stream of death.

One army of the living God,

To His command we bow;

Part of His host have crossed the flood

And part are crossing now.

 

3.  Ten thousand to their endless home

This solemn moment fly;

And we are to the margin come,

And we expect to die.

E'en now by faith we join our hands

With those who went before,

And greet the blood-besprinkled bands

On the eternal shore.

 

4.  Our spirits, too, shall quickly join,

Like theirs with glory crowned,

And shout to see our Captain's sign,

To hear His trumpet sound.

Jesus, be Thou our constant Guide;

Then, when the word is giv'n,

Bid Jordan's narrow stream divide

And bring us safe to heav'n.

 

(Charles Wesley)