1 Lamb of God! Thou now art seated
High upon Thy Father’s throne;
All Thy gracious work completed,
All Thy mighty vic’ty won.
Ev’ry knee in Heav’n is bending
To the Lamb for sinners slain;
Ev’ry voice and harp is swelling,
“Worth is the Lamb to reign.”

2 Lord, in all Thy pow’r and glory,
Still Thy thoughts and eyes are here,
Watching o’er Thy ransomed people,
To Thy gracious heart so dear.
Thou for us art interceding,
Everlasting is Thy love;
And a blessed rest preparing
In the Father’s house above.

3 Lamb of God, Thy faithful promise
Says, “Behold, I quickly come;”
And our hearts, to Thine responsive,
Cry, “Come, Lord, and take us home.”
Oh! the rapture that awaits us,
When we meet Thee in the air,
And with Thee ascend in triumph,
All Thy deepest joys to share!

4 Lamb of God, when Thou in glory
Shalt to this sad earth return,
All Thy foes shall quake before Thee,—
All who now despise Thee mourn;
Then shall we, at Thine appearing,
With Thee in Thy kingdom reign:
Thine the praise and Thine the glory
Lamb of God, for sinners slain.