48. SONG OF THE REDEEMED. Rev. 7.Behold, before the Lamb, before God's throneIn robes of white a countless multitude,All bearing palms, in glorious order stood,From ev'ry tribe and tongue by goodness won;Their voices high are join'd, as if but one;All cry aloud—Salvation to our God,And to the glorious Lamb, whose precious bloodFor all our deepest sins did once atone!Then fell the angels prostrate, and they said—While with enraptur'd hearts they God adore,And to the Lamb of sacrifice they bend—"Let honor, glory, blessing, thanks be paid,All might, and wisdom, majesty, and powerUnto our God for ages without end!"
48. SONG OF THE REDEEMED. Rev. 7.
Behold, before the Lamb, before God's throneIn robes of white a countless multitude,All bearing palms, in glorious order stood,From ev'ry tribe and tongue by goodness won;Their voices high are join'd, as if but one;All cry aloud—Salvation to our God,And to the glorious Lamb, whose precious bloodFor all our deepest sins did once atone!Then fell the angels prostrate, and they said—While with enraptur'd hearts they God adore,And to the Lamb of sacrifice they bend—"Let honor, glory, blessing, thanks be paid,All might, and wisdom, majesty, and powerUnto our God for ages without end!"
Behold, before the Lamb, before God's throne
In robes of white a countless multitude,
All bearing palms, in glorious order stood,
From ev'ry tribe and tongue by goodness won;
Their voices high are join'd, as if but one;
All cry aloud—Salvation to our God,
And to the glorious Lamb, whose precious blood
For all our deepest sins did once atone!
Then fell the angels prostrate, and they said—
While with enraptur'd hearts they God adore,
And to the Lamb of sacrifice they bend—
"Let honor, glory, blessing, thanks be paid,
All might, and wisdom, majesty, and power
Unto our God for ages without end!"