1 May 2010
Give us the wings of faith to rise
Within the veil, and see
The Saints above, how great their joys,
How bright their glories be.
We ask them, whence their victory came
They with one united breath
Ascribe the conquest to the Lamb
Their triumph to His death.
They marked the footsteps that He trod,
His zeal inspired their breast;
And following their incarnate God
They reached the promised rest.
Words Isaac Watts