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Standing Before the Throne of Grace
1. Standing before the throne of grace,
Gathered in a mighty cloud,
Gazing at their Savior’s face,
Saints and martyrs cry aloud:
“Father and the Lamb, we raise
Songs of glory, thanks, and praise”
2. These are the blood-washed, robed in white,
Robed in Christ’s own righteousness,
Who have conquered in the fight:
Saints in gleaming, glorious dress,
Serving God both night and day.
He wipes all their tears away.
3. In life they faced the daily test,
Trusting in the Lamb alone.
With their Savior now, they rest;
He has claimed them as His own.
Faithful through the earthly strife,
They receive the crown of life.
4. O Holy Father, till our death,
Grant that we, like saints before,
Live by faith with ev‘ry breath,
Trusting daily ever more.
Help us to confess Your name,
Free from fear, despair, and shame.
© 2020 Alan Kornacki, Jr.
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WIR GLAUBEN ALL (Metrical) (LSB 953)
The Feast of All Saints; Baptismal Life