Ye Angels Who Stand Round the Throne (EN 5956)

EN 5956 Ye Angels Who Stand Round the Throne

Rev.7.11

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Ye angels who stand round the throne,

And view my Immanuel’s face,

In rapturous songs make Him known;

O tune your soft harps to His praise.

He formed you the spirits you are,

So happy, so noble, so good;

While others sank down in despair,

Confirmed by His power, you stood.

2

Ye saints who stand nearer than they,

And cast your bright crowns at His feet,

His grace and His glory display,

And all His rich mercy repeat:

He snatched you from hell and the grave,

He ransomed from death and despair;

For you He was mighty to save,

Almighty to bring you safe there.

3

O when will the period appear

When I shall unite in your song?

I’m weary of lingering here,

And I to your Savior belong;

I’m fettered and chained up in clay,

I struggle and pant to be free;

I long to be soaring away,

My God and my Savior to see.

4

I want to put on my attire,

Washed white in the blood of the Lamb;

I want to be one with your choir,

And tune my sweet harp to His Name.

I want—O I want to be there,

Where sorrow and sin bid adieu,

Your joy and your friendship to share,

To wonder and worship with you.

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