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676. Behold a Host, Arrayed in White

1 Behold a host, arrayed in white,
Like thousand snow-clad mountains bright!
With palms they stand;
Who is this band
Before the throne of light?
These are the saints of glorious fame,
Who from the great affliction came
And in the flood
Of Jesus' blood
Are cleansed from guilt and shame.
They now serve God both day and night;
They sing their songs in endless light.
Their anthems ring
As they all sing
With angels shining bright.

2 Despised and scorned, they sojourned here;
But now, how glorious they appear!
Those martyrs stand,
A priestly band,
God's throne forever near.
On earth they wept through bitter years;
Now God has wiped away their tears,
Transformed their strife
To heav'nly life,
And freed them from their fears.
They now enjoy the Sabbath rest,
The heav'nly banquet of the blest;
The Lamb, their Lord,
At festal board
Himself is host and guest.

3 O blessed saints in bright array
Now safely home in endless day,
Extol the Lord,
Who with His Word
Sustained you on the way.
The steep and narrow path you trod;
You toiled and sowed the Word abroad;
Rejoice and bring
Your fruits and sing
Before the throne of God.
The myriad angels raise their song;
O saints, sing with that happy throng!
Lift up one voice;
Let heav'n rejoice
In our Redeemer's song!

Text Information
First Line: Behold a host, arrayed in white
Title: Behold a Host, Arrayed in White
Author: Hans Adolf Brorson, 1694-1764
Meter: 88446 88446 88446
Language: English
Publication Date: 2006
Scripture: ; ; ;
Topic: Feasts and Festivals
Source: The Lutheran Hymnal, 1941 (Tr.) alt.
Tune Information
Name: DEN STORE HVIDE FLOK
Meter: 88446 88446 88446
Key: D Major
Source: Norwegian; The Lutheran Hymnal, 1941 (Setting)



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