¶ Verse 1
I heard a sound of voices,
Around the great white throne,
With harpers harping on their harps
To Him that sat thereon:
"Salvation, glory, honor!"
I heard the song arise,
As through the courts of heaven it rolled
In wondrous harmonies.
¶ Verse 2
From every clime and kindred,
And nations from afar,
As serried ranks returning home
In triumph from a war,
I heard the saints upraising,
The myriad hosts among,
In praise of Him Who died and lives,
Their one glad triumph song.
¶ Verse 3
I saw the holy city,
The New Jerusalem,
Come down from heav'n, a bride adorned
With jeweled diadem;
The flood of crystal waters
Flowed down the golden street;
And nations brought their honors there,
And laid them at her feet.
¶ Verse 4
And there no sun was needed,
Nor moon to shine by night,
God's glory did enlighten all,
The Lamb Himself the Light;
And there His servants serve Him,
And, life's long battle o'er,
Enthroned with Him, their Savior King,
They reign forevermore.
¶ Verse 5
O great and glorious vision,
The Lamb upon His throne!
O wondrous sight for man to see!
The Savior with His own;
To drink the living waters
And stand upon the shore,
Where neither sorrow, sin nor death
Shall enter ever more.
¶ Verse 6
O Lamb of God Who reignest,
Thou bright and morning Star!
Whose glory lightens that new earth
Which now we see from far;
O worthy Judge eternal,
When Thou dost bid us come,
Then open wide the gates of pearl
And call Thy servants home.
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