Hark! The Sound of Holy Voices
Christopher Wordsworth, 1862
Hark! the sound of holy voices, chanting at the crystal sea,
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Lord, to thee:
Multitude, which none can number, like the stars in glory stan
Clothed in white apparel, holding palms of victory in their hand.
They have come from tribulation, and have washed their robes in blood,
Washed them in the blood of Jesus; tried they were and firm they stood,
Mocked, imprisoned, stoned, tormented, sawn asunder, slain with sword,
They have conquered death and Satan by the might of Christ the Lord.
Marching with the cross their banner, they have triumphed, following
Thee, the Captain of salvation, thee their Saviour and their King;
Gladly, Lord, with thee they suffered; gladly, Lord, with thee they died;
And by death to life immortal they were born and glorified.
God of God, the One-begotten, Light of light, Emmanuel,
In whose body joined together all the saints forever dwell;
Pour upon us of thy fullness that we may forevermore
God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Ghost adore.