Come, let us sing the song of songs—
The angels first began the strain—
The homage which to Christ belongs;
“Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain!”

Slain to redeem us by His blood,
To cleanse from every sinful stain,
And make us kings and priests to God:
“Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain!”

To Him Who suffered on the tree,
Our souls, at His soul’s price, to gain,
Blessing, and praise, and glory be:
“Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain!”

To Him, enthroned by filial right,
All power in Heaven and earth proclaim,
Honor, and majesty, and might:
“Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain!”

Long as we live, and when we die,
And while in Heaven with Him we reign,
This song our song of songs shall be:
“Worthy the Lamb, for He was slain!”

Come, ye faithful, raise the anthem,
Cleave the skies with shouts of praise;
Sing to Him Who found a ransom,
Ancient of eternal days,
God of God, the Word Incarnate,
Whom the heaven of heaven obeys.

Ere He raised the lofty mountains,
Formed the seas, or built the sky,
Love eternal, free, and boundless,
Moved the Lord of Life to die,
Foreordained the Prince of Princes
For the throne of Calvary.

There, for us and our redemption,
See Him all His life blood pour!
There He wins our full salvation,
Dies that we may die no more;
Then, arising, lives forever,
Reigning where He was before.

High on yon celestial mountains
Stands His sapphire throne, all bright,
Midst unending alleluias
Bursting from the sons of light;
Sion’s people tell His praises,
Victor after hard won fight.

Bring your harps, and bring your incense,
Sweep the string and pour the lay;
Let the earth proclaim His wonders,
King of that celestial day;
He the Lamb once slain is worthy,
Who was dead and lives for ay.

Laud and honor to the Father,
Laud and honor to the Son,
Laud and honor to the Spirit,
Ever Three and ever One,
Consubstantial, co-eternal,
While unending ages run.

From highest Heav’n the eternal Son,
With God the Father ever One,
Came down to suffer and to die;
For love of sinful man He bore
Our human griefs and troubles sore,
Our load of guilt and misery.

Rejoice, ye saints of God, and praise
The Lamb Who died, His flock to raise
From sin and everlasting woe;
With angels round the throne above
O tell the wonders of His love,
The joys that from His mercy flow.

In darkest shades of night we lay,
Without a beam to guide our way,
Or hope of aught beyond the grave;
But He has brought us life and light,
And opened Heaven to our sight,
And lives forever strong to save.

Rejoice, ye saints of God, rejoice;
Sing out, and praise with cheerful voice
The Lamb Whom Heav’n and earth adore;
To Him Who gave His only Son,
To God the Spirit, with Them One,
Be praise and glory evermore.

Glory to God on high,
Let praises fill the sky!
Praise ye His Name.
Angels His Name adore,
Who all our sorrows bore,
And saints cry evermore,
“Worthy the Lamb!”

All they around the throne
Cheerfully join in one,
Praising His Name.
We who have felt His blood,
Sealing our peace with God,
Spread His dear Name abroad—
“Worthy the Lamb!”

To Him our hearts we raise—
None else shall have our praise;
Praise ye His Name.
Him our exalted Lord,
By us below adored,
We praise with one accord—
“Worthy the Lamb!”

If we should hold our peace,
Stones would cry out apace;
Praise ye His Name!
Love does our souls inspire,
With heav’nly, pure desire,
And sets us all on fire—
“Worthy the Lamb!”

Join all the human race,
Our Lord and God to bless;
Praise ye His Name!
In Him we will rejoice,
Making a cheerful noise,
And say with heart and voice,
“Worthy the Lamb!”

Though we must change our place,
Our souls shall never cease
Praising His Name;
To Him we’ll tribute bring,
Laud Him, our gracious King,
And without ceasing sing,
“Worthy the Lamb!”

He is coming, the “Man of Sorrows,”
Now exalted on high;
He is coming with loud hosannas,
In the clouds of the sky.

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Hallelujah! hallelujah!
He is coming again;
And with joy we shall gather round Him,
At His coming to reign.

He is coming, our loving Savior,
Blessèd Lamb that was slain;
In the glory of God the Father,
On the earth He shall reign.

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He is coming, our Lord and Master,
Our Redeemer and King;
We shall see Him in all His beauty,
And His praise we shall sing.

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He shall gather His chosen people,
Who are called by His Name;
And the ransomed of every nation
For His own He shall claim.

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Sing we the song of those who stand
Around th’eternal throne,
Of every kindred, clime, and land,
A multitude unknown.

Toil, trial, suffering, still await
On earth the pilgrim throng,
Yet learn we, in our low estate,
The church triumphant’s song.

“Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain,”
Cry the redeemed above,
“Blessing and honor to obtain,
And everlasting love.”

“Worthy the Lamb!” on earth we sing,
“Who died for souls to save;
Henceforth, O death! where is thy sting?
Thy victory, O grave?”

Then, Alleluia! power and praise
To God in Christ be given;
May all who now this anthem raise
Renew the strain in Heav’n!

What are these in bright array,
This innumerable throng
Round the altar night and day,
Hymning one triumphant song?
“Worthy is the Lamb, once slain,
Blessing honor, glory, power,
Wisdom, riches, to obtain,
New dominion every hour.”

These through fiery trials trod;
These from great affliction came;
Now before the throne of God
Sealed with His almighty Name,
Clad in raiment pure and white,
Victor-palms in every hand,
Through their dear Redeemer’s might,
More than conquerors they stand.

Hunger, thirst, disease, unknown,
On immortal fruits they feed;
Them the Lamb amidst the throne
Shall to living fountains lead:
Joy and gladness banish sighs;
Perfect love dispel all fear;
And for ever from their eyes
God shall wipe away the tear.

What equal honors shall we bring
To Thee, O Lord our God, the Lamb,
When all the notes that angels sing
Are far inferior to Thy Name?

Worthy is He that once was slain,
The Prince of Peace that groaned and died;
Worthy to rise, and live, and reign
At His Almighty Father’s side.

Power and dominion are His due
Who stood condemned at Pilate’s bar;
Wisdom belongs to Jesus too,
Though He was charged with madness here.

All riches are His native right,
Yet He sustained amazing loss;
To him ascribe eternal might,
Who left His weakness on the cross.

Honor immortal must be paid,
Instead of scandal and of scorn;
While glory shines around His head,
And a bright crown without a thorn.

Blessings forever on the Lamb
Who bore the curse for wretched men;
Let angels sound His sacred Name,
And every creature say, Amen.

Worthy, worthy is the Lamb!
Worthy, worthy is the Lamb!
Worthy, worthy is the Lamb
That was slain!

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Praise Him, hallelujah!
Praise Him, hallelujah!
Praise Him, hallelujah!
Praise the Lamb!

We the crown of life shall wear,
We the palm of victory bear,
All our Father’s blessings share
In the Lamb.

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And when landed safe above,
In the kingdom of His love,
We shall all the fullness prove
Of the Lamb.

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Now revive Thy work, O Lord,
By Thy Spirit and Thy Word;
Now revive Thy work, O Lord,
Through the Lamb.

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Strike the stoutest sinner through,
Start the cry, “What must I do?”
Make him weep till born anew
Through the Lamb.

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