313. Behold, A Host Arrayed In White

1 Behold, a host arrayed in white,
Like countless snowy mountains bright,
With palms they stand; who are this band
Before the throne of light?
Lo, these are they, of glorious fame,
Who from the great affliction came
And in the flood of Jesus' blood
Are cleansed from guilt and shame.
They now rejoice His face to see
And join in heaven's jubilee,
Where angels sing before their King
Their joyful symphony.

2 'Mid shame and scorn they sojourned here,
But now, how glorious they appear!
In priestly gowns, with golden crowns,
These saints to God draw near.
They suffered oft in great dismay,
And naught their flow of tears could stay;
But God above in tender love
Has wiped all tears away.
They now enjoy their Sabbath rest,
The paschal feast to them is blest;
For at their board is Christ the Lord,
Their heav'nly Host and Guest.

3 Then hail, bright heroes, strong and bold,
Ye latter saints and saints of old!
For unto death ye kept the faith,
And now are ye consoled.
Ye counted earthly treasures cheap;
In tears ye sowed,and now ye reap
The golden grain, and see your gain
In pleasures rich and deep.
In ecstasy your voices raise,
Fill heaven with your tuneful lays.
Wave high your palms and sing your psalms:
To God in Christ be praise.

Text Information
First Line: Behold, a host arrayed in white
Title: Behold, A Host Arrayed In White
Author: H. A. Brorson (ca. 1760)
Meter: 8 8 8 6 Twelve lines
Language: English
Publication Date: 1930
Topic: The Christian Life: Heaven
Source: Tr. Composite
Tune Information
Name: SYMPHONY
Meter: 8 8 8 6 Twelve lines
Key: E♭ Major
Source: Danish Melody



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