Before the Lamb they bowed in awe, Living creatures, elders, at His feet they fall, With harps in hand and golden bowls they stand, Incense rising, prayers of saints, a celestial band. A new song bursts forth, with voices raised high, “You are worthy,” they sing, to open the sky. Redeemed by Your blood, from every land we came, Kings and priests, in Your name, we proclaim our reign. A new song bursts forth, with voices raised high, “You are worthy,” they sing, to open the sky. Redeemed by Your blood, from every land we came, Kings and priests, in Your name, we proclaim our reign. [outro]
