Hark ! ten thousand voices crying,
"Lamb of God !" with one accord;
Thousand thousand saints replying,
Wake at once the echoing chord.

"Praise the Lamb," the chorus waking,
All in heaven together throng;
Loud and far each tongue partaking
Rolls around the endless song.

Grateful incense this, ascending
Ever to the Father's throne:
Ev'ry knee to Jesus bending,
All in mind in heaven is one.

All the Father's counsels claiming
Equal honours to the Son,
All the Son's effulgence beaming,
Makes the Father's glory known.

By the Spirit all pervading,
Hosts unnumber`d round the Lamb,
Crown'd with light and joy unfading,
Hail Him as the great "I AM."

Joyful now the new creation
Rests in undisturb`d repose,
Blest in Jesus' full salvation,
Sorrow now nor thraldom knows.

Hark ! the heavenly notes again !
Loudly swells the song of praise;
Through creation's vault, Amen !
Amen ! responsive joy doth raise.

8,7.            J .N. Darby, 1835