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. A-men.

3 I saw the holy city,
The New Jerusalem,
Come down from heaven, 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.

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 Saviour King,
They reign for evermore.

5 O great and glorious vision,
The Lamb upon his throne!
O wondrous sight for man to see!
The Saviour with his own:
To drink the living waters
And stand upon the shore,
Where neither sorrow, sin, nor death
Shall ever enter more.

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.

Amen.