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.

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.

3 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.

Amen.