HYMN I. A Song to the Lamb that was slain. Rev

Behold the glories of the Lamb, Amidst the Father's throne; Prepare new honours for his name, And songs before unknown.

While angels worship at his feet, And saints around him throng, The church on earth with joy shall meet, And join the heavenly song.

Eternal Father, who shall look Thro' all thy secret will? Who but the Son shall take the book, And open every seal?

He shall accomplish thy decrees, And all thy wonders tell; Lo! in his sovereign hand, the keys Of heaven, and death, and hell.

He hath redeem'd our souls with blood, Hath broke the prisoners chain; Hath made us kings and priests with GOD, And we with him shall reign.

Now, to the Lamb, that once was slain, Be endless blessings paid; While saints and angels fill his train, And glories crown his head.