Scripture Verse

These are they which came out of great tribulation, and have washed their robes, and made them white in the blood of the Lamb. Revelation 7:14


Isaac Watts (1674–1748)

Words: Is­aac Watts, Hymns and Spi­ri­tu­al Songs 1707, Book 1, num­ber 41. The bu­si­ness and bless­ed­ness of glo­ri­fied saints, or the mar­tyrs glo­ri­fied.

Music: Broms­grove Psal­mo­dia Ev­an­ge­li­ca, part 2, 1789 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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These glo­ri­ous minds, how bright they shine!
Whence all their white ar­ray?
How came they to the hap­py seats
Of ev­er­last­ing day?

From tor­tur­ing pains to end­less joys
On fie­ry wheels they rode,
And strange­ly washed their rai­ment white
In Je­sus’ dy­ing blood.

Now they ap­proach a spot­less God,
And bow be­fore His throne;
Their warb­ling harps and sacr­ed songs
Adore the Ho­ly One.

The un­veiled glo­ries of His face
Amongst His saints re­side,
While the rich trea­sure of His grace
Sees all their wants sup­plied.

Tormenting thirst shall leave their souls,
And hun­ger flee as fast;
The fruit of life’s im­mor­tal tree
Shall be their sweet re­past.

The Lamb shall lead His heav’n­ly flock
Where liv­ing fount­ains rise;
And love di­vine shall wipe away
The sor­rows of their eyes.