Ten Thousand Times Ten Thousand (EN 5925)

EN 5925 Ten Thousand Times Ten Thousand

Rev.5.11

Versi Version 1

Ten thousand times ten thousand in sparkling raiment bright,

The armies of the ransomed saints throng up the steeps of light;

’Tis finished, all is finished, their fight with death and sin;

Fling open wide the golden gates, and let the victors in.

What rush of alleluias fills all the earth and sky!

What ringing of a thousand harps bespeaks the triumph nigh!

O day, for which creation and all its tribes were made;

O joy, for all its former woes a thousandfold repaid!

O then what raptured greetings on Canaan’s happy shore;

What knitting severed friendships up, where partings are no more!

Then eyes with joy shall sparkle, that brimmed with tears of late;

Orphans no longer fatherless, nor widows desolate.

Bring near Thy great salvation, Thou Lamb for sinners slain;

Fill up the roll of Thine elect, then take Thy power, and reign;

Appear, Desire of nations, Thine exiles long for home;

Show in the heaven Thy promised sign; Thou Prince and Savior, come.