Wreaths for our graves the Lord hath giv'n
The tomb with crowns is hung
And blest with music learnt in Heav'n
Our song of praise is sung
The gulf of death, now dark with fears
Is bridged by hope and love
The mem'ries we have sown in tears
Bloom fair in light above
Oh, who are these who join with us
Who set the note of praise
Whose gleaming vestures touch us thus
Whose hearts our hearts upraise?
These dwelt with us awhile below
The loved, the gone before
And these the garments white as snow
They wear on yonder shore
On yonder shore
They fought as we are fighting now
And still in blood and flame
To Christ the Lord they held their vow
By Christ they overcame
And still with us they have their part
How should we faint or fail
Who know what fellowship of heart
Is ours beyond the veil?
Ours the communion of all saints
The Church's faithful dead
To cheer us when our spirit faints
And hope and strength are fled
But little have we sight to see
But faint the tones we hear
Yet drawn by light and melody
We press one step more near
One step more near
Yet drawn by light and melody
Yet drawn by light and melody
By light and melody
By light and melody
We press one step
We press one step more near