Sunday's Hymn: For All the Saints

For all the saints who from their labors rest,
Who thee by faith before the world confessed,
Thy Name, O Jesus, be for ever blest.
Alleluia! Alleluia!

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! Alleluia!

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! Alleluia!

The golden evening brightens in the west;
Soon, soon to faithful warriors comes their rest;
Sweet is the calm of Paradise the blest.
Alleluia! Alleluia!

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! Alleluia!

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! Alleluia!

—William How

Traditional tune 

Indelible Grace tune

Other hymns, worship songs, prayers, sermons excerpts, or quotes posted today:

• You, O Lord, Are the God of Those Who Repent at The Happy Wonderer
• Prayer for children at The Upward Call
• Jesus Is My Brother - A Prayer of Martin Luther at Trevin Wax
• Ye that love the Lord hate evil at Tried With Fire
• Your weekly dose of Spurgeon: Eye exam at Pyromaniacs
• The Safest Place at Theology for Girls

Have you posted a hymn (or sermon, sermon notes, prayer, etc.) today and I missed it? Let me know by leaving a link in the comments or by contacting me using the contact form linked above, and I’ll add your post to the list.

Sunday's Hymn: I LoveThy Kingdom, Lord

I love thy Kingdom, Lord,
The house of thine abode,
The church our blest Redeemer saved
With his own precious blood.

I love thy church, O God:
Her walls before thee stand,
Dear as the apple of thine eye,
And graven on thy hand.

For her my tears shall fall,
For her my prayers ascend;
To her my cares and toils be giv’n,
Till toils and cares shall end.

Beyond my highest joy
I prize her heav’nly ways,
Her sweet communion, solemn vows,
Her hymns of love and praise.

Jesus, thou Friend Divine,
Our Saviour and our King,
Thy hand from ev’ry snare and foe
Shall great deliv’rance bring.

Sure as thy truth shall last,
To Zion shall be giv’n
The brightest glories earth can yield,
And brighter bliss of heav’n.

—Timothy Dwight 

Synod 2012 of the United Reformed Churches in North America

The description calls this “deep and old baptist singing.” See what you think.

Other hymns, worship songs, prayers, sermons excerpts, or quotes posted today:

• Sound Aloud Our Highest Praises at Conjubilant With Song
• All the Way My Savior Leads Me at The Happy Wonderer
• Pleading for and with youth at The Upward Call
• Jesus Is My Brother - A Prayer of Martin Luther at Trevin Wax
• Your weekly dose of Spurgeon: The forgiving spirit at Pyromaniacs
• “Be of Good Cheer” at Theology for Girls

Have you posted a hymn (or sermon, sermon notes, prayer, etc.) today and I missed it? Let me know by leaving a link in the comments or by contacting me using the contact form linked above, and I’ll add your post to the list.

Susanna Used Her Noggin, and So Should You

Yes, I actually posted at Out of the Ordinary today. 

In his book The Deep Things of God: How the Trinity Changes Everything, Fred Sanders gives a few glimpses into the personal devotional journal of Susanna Wesley (mother of John and Charles Wesley and seventeen more children, nine of whom died as infants) who, at the time she wrote the quote that follows, was “a full-time homeschooling mother.” In the journal entry the quote comes from, Susanna is engaging the thought of none other than the philosopher Aristotle, who taught that “the world eternally existed along with God.”

Read the rest.