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| Text: | The Saints in Heaven |
1 Who are these in bright array,
This innumerable throng,
Round the altar night and day,
Tuning their triumphant song?
"Worthy is the Lamb, once slain,
Blessing, honor, glory, power,
Wisdom, riches, to obtain,
New dominion every hour."
2 These through fiery trials trod;
These from great affliction came;
Now, before the throne of God,
Sealed with His eternal name.
Clad in raiment pure and white,
Victor palms in every hand,
Through their dear Redeemer's might,
More than conquerors they stand.
3 Hunger, thirst, disease unknown,
On immortal fruits they feed:
Them, the Lamb amidst the throne,
Shall to living fountains lead.
Joy and gladness banish sighs;
Perfect love dispels all fear;
And for ever from their eyes
God shall wipe away the tear.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | Who are these in bright array |
| Title: | The Saints in Heaven |
| Meter: | P. M., 7s. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1867 |
| Topic: | Heaven |
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