1 Around the throne a glorious band,
The saints in countless numbers stand,
Of ev'ry tongue, redeemed to God,
Arrayed in garments washed in blood.
2 Through tribulation great they came;
They bore the cross, despised the shame;
From all their labors now they rest
In God's eternal glory blest.
3 They see their Savior face to face;
They sing the triumphs of his grace;
And day and night, with ceaseless praise,
To him their loud hosannas raise:
4 "Worthy the Lamb, for sinners slain,
Through endless years to live and reign;
You have redeemed us by your blood,
And made us faithful priests to God."
5 O may we tread the sacred road
That saints and holy martyrs trod;
Wage to the end the glorious strife,
And win, like them, the crown of life!
Source: Worship (4th ed.) #907